A beautiful warm, caring country.
with gorgeous views everywhere you go.
I've read alot of the definitions
for 'Ireland'.
& to be honest, most of them
are 100% wrong.
either people who don't know
the first thing about Ireland add a definition, or some of the Irish people
at their worst add one.
don't be fooled by what you read here.
We don't hate anyone.
Not the USA, not the UK, no one.
Obviously I can't say our whole nation
doesn't hate anyone, people have
their opinions.
but most Irish people don't act like some
of the things I've read here submitted
by Irish people. At least no Irish person
I've met does.
I have actually been deeply offended
by one or two definitions i've read here.
Most of you have us Irish people
all wrong!
There IS horrible people in Ireland.
But isn' there horrible people everywhere nowadays?
We don't go around eating 'spuds'
and living in the backass of nowhere
anymore!
we're normal
civilised people.
(at least most of us are)
Ireland is a beautiful country
and no words can describe how proud I am
to be 100% Irish.
Thanks for reading. :)
with gorgeous views everywhere you go.
I've read alot of the definitions
for 'Ireland'.
& to be honest, most of them
are 100% wrong.
either people who don't know
the first thing about Ireland add a definition, or some of the Irish people
at their worst add one.
don't be fooled by what you read here.
We don't hate anyone.
Not the USA, not the UK, no one.
Obviously I can't say our whole nation
doesn't hate anyone, people have
their opinions.
but most Irish people don't act like some
of the things I've read here submitted
by Irish people. At least no Irish person
I've met does.
I have actually been deeply offended
by one or two definitions i've read here.
Most of you have us Irish people
all wrong!
There IS horrible people in Ireland.
But isn' there horrible people everywhere nowadays?
We don't go around eating 'spuds'
and living in the backass of nowhere
anymore!
we're normal
civilised people.
(at least most of us are)
Ireland is a beautiful country
and no words can describe how proud I am
to be 100% Irish.
Thanks for reading. :)
by CranberryPerson August 28, 2008
A large island to the west of the UK (excluding Northern Ireland). Contrary to popular (largely ignorant American) opinion, the Irish do not sit around drinking and swearing all day, and if any of you so-called 'Irish-Americans' had ever been, you would know that. Ireland is a country rich in culture, particularly that of sean nos singing and storytelling- many children in Ireland, particularly in Meath and the surrounding counties, grow up with the old legends of the High Kings, the Fiana and giants, monsters and witches-this is evidence of the amazing Irish imagination and gift for story-telling.
Ireland has been plagued by American and English sterotypes, such as the misconception that we are all drunkards, or that we all speak with a hugely fake Cork accent and say 'top o' the morning to ya, laddie' - I have lived here my entire life and not once have I heard an Irish person say that seriously. The fact that Americans 'imitate' us by say 'top o' the morning' is I think due to those stupid Lucky Charms commercials, and whoever wrote them should die a horrible death :)
Ireland has been plagued by American and English sterotypes, such as the misconception that we are all drunkards, or that we all speak with a hugely fake Cork accent and say 'top o' the morning to ya, laddie' - I have lived here my entire life and not once have I heard an Irish person say that seriously. The fact that Americans 'imitate' us by say 'top o' the morning' is I think due to those stupid Lucky Charms commercials, and whoever wrote them should die a horrible death :)
Irishman: 'Hello, how are you?'
American: 'OMG are you from Ireland? Top o' the morning to ya!'
Irishman: *punches American*
American: 'OMG are you from Ireland? Top o' the morning to ya!'
Irishman: *punches American*
by Roisín O'Gara February 17, 2009
The place where Lucky the Leprechaun is from. Place where Lucky grows marshmallows (hearts, stars, horseshoes, clovers and blue moons, pots of gold and rainbows and me red balloons). Place of other Leprechauns and four-leaf clovers. Where good luck is born and the funny accents. Where magic and rainbows and happiness is located. That island in Europe.
Ahh me Lucky Charms, they're magically delicious! Get me pot of gold out of yer ass. (Kiss me! I'm Irish!)
by BlahBlahBlahBlahBlah July 30, 2005
A country whose inhabitants are ridiculously sensitive about being stereotyped as drunken karaoke singers who like a good fight and who seeth in raging pits of anger whenever anyone English or American even mentions the word leprechaun or claims to have Irish ancestry. All that rage, despite the fact that millions of Brits and Yanks actually do descend from Ireland (and kept Ireland from total financial ruin by way of remittance payments) and thousands of Irish people in leprechaun costumes grace the streets of Dublin every Paddy's Day and inevitably sing Fields of Athenry and drink 20 pints of larger before getting in the fight with the dude who knocked into their bag of chips.
You're not Irish I'm Irish because only people who live in Ireland are Irish.... I know nothing about the concept of ethnicity or identity politics in New World countries because I webbed 6 jagerbombs last night, I'm so proud of myself.
by EamonnOG December 11, 2006
Ireland is one of the most beautiful, mystic, and messed up countries in the world.
It rains a lot, but that just makes it more green and gorgeous. I have never seen a more beautiful sight than when I watched the sun go down, perched on some rocks on an obscure little beach near Dunfanaghy. It was pissing it down, but somehow it made it even more beautiful.
Unfortunately because I was raised in London (born near Creeslough up in Donegal) and i go there every holiday I've been subject to a fair bit of prejudice.
I can safely say that I have met some lovely Irish people who have only been nice.
Unluckily some teenager heard me speaking to my mum and decided to spit on me and call me a 'pommie fucker'. I was 8.
But I love it anyway. Growing up listening to my Granny telling me stories about Finn mac Cumhaill and his Fianna it was like I could touch the magic.
I have no doubt, though I adore England, Ireland is the most magical place I have ever visited.
The native language is Gaelic which is amazing when spoken. My granny tried and failed teaching me it, but I can read a few words.
It rains a lot, but that just makes it more green and gorgeous. I have never seen a more beautiful sight than when I watched the sun go down, perched on some rocks on an obscure little beach near Dunfanaghy. It was pissing it down, but somehow it made it even more beautiful.
Unfortunately because I was raised in London (born near Creeslough up in Donegal) and i go there every holiday I've been subject to a fair bit of prejudice.
I can safely say that I have met some lovely Irish people who have only been nice.
Unluckily some teenager heard me speaking to my mum and decided to spit on me and call me a 'pommie fucker'. I was 8.
But I love it anyway. Growing up listening to my Granny telling me stories about Finn mac Cumhaill and his Fianna it was like I could touch the magic.
I have no doubt, though I adore England, Ireland is the most magical place I have ever visited.
The native language is Gaelic which is amazing when spoken. My granny tried and failed teaching me it, but I can read a few words.
by IrishEnglish April 20, 2009
Land full of people who for some reason or another seem to hate yanks. yet for all this hate, they seem to do nothing but talk about yanks. Hmmmm?
Also, have become rich and lethargic, overun by immigrants, and bitch about their government. hmmm, sound familiar?
Once full of intelligent people who have either 1) left and became Yanks or Aussie's, 2) died trying to create a free Ireland (and are rolling over at what a bunch of pussies it has produced) or, 3)drank themselves to death (yeah I've heard the stereotype isn't true, ha ha ha ha).
chock full of wankas
Also, have become rich and lethargic, overun by immigrants, and bitch about their government. hmmm, sound familiar?
Once full of intelligent people who have either 1) left and became Yanks or Aussie's, 2) died trying to create a free Ireland (and are rolling over at what a bunch of pussies it has produced) or, 3)drank themselves to death (yeah I've heard the stereotype isn't true, ha ha ha ha).
chock full of wankas
Yank: "hello, yes my father grew up in that house over there and I am here to see why he left Ireland."
Irish: "you stupid Yank, your not Irish, your a fat war mongering Yank, trying to take over the world. get outta my country."
yank: "O.K....I got my answer, my father was right to leave Ireland and come to NY, what a bunch of pricks"
Irish: "Oh, your from NY, go to (insert Pub name) and tell my brother Joe I said hi, you stupid wanka yanka."
Yank: "oh he left too, huh?"
Irish: "you stupid Yank, your not Irish, your a fat war mongering Yank, trying to take over the world. get outta my country."
yank: "O.K....I got my answer, my father was right to leave Ireland and come to NY, what a bunch of pricks"
Irish: "Oh, your from NY, go to (insert Pub name) and tell my brother Joe I said hi, you stupid wanka yanka."
Yank: "oh he left too, huh?"
by terrapin07 August 02, 2006
A small, loud, and obnoxious person. Usually a furry who will bark or howl at your dog. She likes to annoy people and gets in trouble often.
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