Fun Stuff

John McCullagh July 13, 2019

Dear Agnes I’m relying on your discretion here, so don’t let me down. I made my first fortune a few generations  ago, and as well as money it gained me a fine filly.  She soon turned fat and flabby and distinctly self-centred and after a few years she scarpered, taking the childer and a large […]

Simon McCullagh June 23, 2019

Now Boris was starting to warm to his task He considered his team, and who he might ask – First, scores to be settled, he’d ring Donald Tusk To tell him he stinks like the wild deer musk – That back-stabbing Gove, who betrayed him last time He’d make Brexit chief and post him off […]

John McCullagh June 22, 2019

At one time it would have been deemed an ‘act of God’.  That then would be a particularly harsh judgement on the Almighty. The family car was travelling through the night and far from anywhere when Pallop Thachao was caught short.  They pulled over to the verge and let him out.  He stood beneath an […]

John McCullagh June 22, 2019

In Camberwell, East, where the money tree grows Bozo was snorting coke straight up his nose Bleary-eyed, belching and spilling red wine Till suddenly he heard his mate, Carly’s sad whine “You’re so vain, Bozo, you filthy aul Turk Why don’t you go find some real honest work. Put away your Johnson, Boris de Pfeffel […]

John McCullagh June 21, 2019

  I hesitated to ascribe the previous story to an ‘act of God’. Not so this one.    ‘The hillside was a well-known area for young lovers,’ explained the police chief. ‘Unfortunately it also attracts voyeurs spying on their antics. These three men were peeping toms who liked to hide in an old broken-down hut, in […]