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Over the years I've meet an appalling number of people. So I've decided
to cut through the crap just for you and bring you some of the gems.
This is a much distilled list of the only interesting people you will ever
need to know. (Pics to be added for all :) Oh, if your name isn't here it's
because of one of two things;
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| Let's start with Lee (hostyle,gaud,dysusrme,yggdrissel etc. ad nausea) , he's fun. One day myself, Lee and others were watching television and someone asked if I wanted a beer. I replied "Does the Pope shit in the woods?". Lee happened to be changing stations at that time and flicked onto a channel showing the Pope walking through a forest. The Pope's subtitles said "Wherever he can". The room went silent as Lee and myself stared at the remote control for five minutes. May your bits never turn black and fall off and may your feet never touch the ground, attached or otherwise. |
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And on that note young
Niall (dach,hastur)
... Typical irc conversation:
--> dach joined #foobar <lobo> human misery is the funniest thing after a well placed farting epileptic <dach> nothin like a big fat cone and popcorn and watching starving millions get bombed <dach> DONT GIVE ME THAT! * lobo gives dach THAT <-- dach has quit (BASTARDS"!) *** dach: No such nick |
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| We shouldn't discriminate against those who aren't represented online either so on to Gary (The custodian of the gates of Slanish) . Gary was a snowboarder for far longer than I've had an interest in it. At one stage I was talking to him about same. We were discussing the benefits of having a mantra for the slopes. Something one would shout/sing on the way past traffic (I mean skiers). Mine was Lincoln Park paraphrased, "One step closer to the edge and I'm about to fall". My brother's was "Just another victim, kid" --Onyx and Biohazard I think. Gary's was ... "dinna, ninna, ninna, ninna, ninna, snowboarding" --to the Batman tune. 'Nuff said. | |
| While I think of him, Donal also warrants a mention. During an electrotechnology lecture in UL I turned to Demonic Drummer Donal (Dmac) and bade of him "Donal, are you going to be a metalwork teacher when you grow up?", as was his chosen vocation. He turned the question over in his mind and delivered the answer with a calm certainty which demanded audience and due consideration. "No mister Reilly, no. Metalwork teaching isn't for Donal. No, I'm going to be a rock and roll legend". I wish him well in this most noble of pursuits. Though he currently running about Spain with his chikeeta, Spanish omelette my Irish arse ! | |
| Oh and big ups and greetz and such frivolous nonsense go out to my namesake Steve. Albeit a Byrne. | |
| It's a pity more of my friends aren't actually geeks as such. No web site bastards, I mean where's the entertainment value there? Ok so Paul Reid warrants a quick salute as being the only person I know who's been blown up twice on the way home from work. He's from Belfast which is still quite a violent little place even apart from being a combat zone. Let's see if I remember this correctly. He on his way home passing by a shop and some eegit fecked a grenade into the shop. He was far enough away not to be injured directly from the debris but the blast caught him and hurled him from his feet. That was one of the two. I can't remember the other, bomb set off where he worked or something. Lost his hair in that one I believe. It goes some way toward explaining why he asked a shop keeper in Belfast whether a certain tropical fish he was buying would survive the journey to Limerick. "I think so sir, it managed to survive the journey from Japan"... | |