For too long now, or since January anyway, bar and cafe owners have lived in constant fear of brassy Irish scrubbers rolling into their establishments at all hours of the afternoon and demanding free drinks and sandwiches to make up for all the drinks and sandwiches they ate yesterday that were full of broken glass to hear them tell of it.
This same
slobber of mots have routinely stuffed dozens of tubes of Pringles into the
oversized nappy bags on their robbery prams while honest Brisbane shopkeepers have been distracted by the shenanigans of their tiny feckin’ snot-nosed barrow-wights.
Meantime, their scheming boyos clog up innocent Australian toilets with large tonnages of potatoes. To what end I could not tell you, since the Irish do not wash their potatoes before boiling them, preferring the natural gravy that a thick layer of soil adds to the cooking pot, but it surely cannot be good, a potato having no reasonable excuse to be growing out of an otherwise perfectly good toilet even when an Irishman is involved in the matter.
Police release images of remaining Irish tourists accused of scams, fraud
Our hard working call centre scammers are being put out of work by these same Shifty McGintys and Slippery O’Tooles with their sneaky afternoon cold calls “about that car accident you were but recently involved to be sure, to be sure”.
When oh when will the Border Force officers take their nightsticks to these bog-dwelling fiends in the same way they stood up to imaginary gangs of rampaging Africans who weren’t even threatening the water grid by clogging up our national toilets with their national tubers?