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Funny Stuff.

These are actual "Personal Ads" in the Dublin News: Gotta love their
moxie.


Heavy drinker, 35, Cork Area. Seeks gorgeous sex addict interested in a
man who loves his pints, cigarettes, Glasgow Celtic Football Club and has
been known to start fights on Patrick Street at three o'clock in the
morning.


Bitter, disillusioned Dublin man, lately rejected by long-time fiancée,
seeks decent, honest, reliable woman, if such a
thing still exists in this cruel world of hatchet-faced bitches.


Ginger haired Galway man, a troublemaker, gets slit-eyed and shorty
after a few scoops, seeks attractive, wealthy lady for bail purposes,
maybe

more.




Bad tempered, foul-mouthed old bastard, living in a damp cottage in the
arse end of Roscommon, seeks attractive 21 year old blonde lady, with a
lovely chest.



Limerick man, 27, medium build, brown hair, blue eyes, seeks alibi for
the night of February 27 between 8 PM and 11:30 PM.




Optimistic Mayo man, 35, seeks a blonde 20 year old double-jointed
supermodel, who owns her own brewery, and has an
open-minded twin sister.

Even if it's not true, still funny stuff.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
now, why were you looking at the personal ads ????
Anonymous said…
Notably these people appear honest and at least you won't find out about their downfalls (drunk, sexual deviant, etc.) after you answer the ad.

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