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!)
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Found to the west of the most influential nation in the world.
Found to the west of the most influential nation in the world.
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They got a cool accent...I'll give them that. And there a bunch of drunks. What more can you ask for in a nation?
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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.
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Person 1: Where you goin on holiday this year?
Person 2: Ireland
Person 1: Where the fucks Ireland? In England somewhere aint it?
Person 2: Ireland
Person 1: Where the fucks Ireland? In England somewhere aint it?
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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.
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