Tis well known that for many’s a long year the do gooders in Kerry have dug their heels in and stopped the ancient rights of a poor farmer to take a slash hook to his hedge and cut the bejaysis out of it whenever he likes.
Now it seems these do gooders have the blood of many’s a Kerry pedestrian on their hands as the poor divils have to walk down the middle of the road for fear of sceachs of briars that frequently hang so low that they’d tear their hair and eyes out. Whisha, they are frequently mown down by go boys driving their fasht motor cars at speeds of 100MPH or even more down the botharíns. It goes without saying that these drivers are probably boot boys from Dublin.
Muriya too about drivers not been able to kill one another until they’ve drunk more than 3 pints and how only drunk rural drivers can get married because only old single men living on the back side of a dark mountain get lonely for the need to get drunk in Danny’s pub.
Has the time come to translate Danny’s cranial prowess into other modern languages?
'Nobody in my neck of the woods has caused a fatality after three glasses of Guinness', Danny Healy-Rae tells committee on new drink driving rules - Independent.ie