well I guess I'll start with Fridya night.
Played some shite 5-a-soccer thing with Ninger, which wa crap since we were missing half our squad and the one replacement couldn't tackle a fishing box. Anyway after that went to a house party and stayed drinking wine till 6 in the morning.
Got up at 11 and cleaned the house. got the hangover cure (4 of the best Solpadeineand a fruit stall of a smoothie). then went and watched Bohs against Garryowen in the Limerick Charity Cup. Good win for the the boys, its always good when you beat that shower of stuck up garryowen bastards. This was followed by a trip to the Holy Ground and watch a young inepperiienced Munster overcome the Borders (Not a maych for the memory bank) This was followed by much pints in the following watering holes in fair Limerick. Curraghgower, White House, Tom Collins's, the Wicked Chicken and finally Costellos till closing time. The night was rounded off by a trip to the Lobster Pot and the turning upside down of young athletic girls.
Sunday stayed in bed till 11 got up brought the paper read the paper drank coffee watched the hurling (ye lucky bastards against Tipp), quick pint in the Black Swan, had to leave cause there waaas a gathering of old ones who had just come off the golf course (Old women should never be left into pubs and alowed drink together, ruined my sunday pint and forced me to go home) watched Best of Top Gear followed by Zoolander (Love that film) and topped off the day by watching Match of the Day2
A quite wkend I'm sure ye'll agree