When you are at Waxy O’connor’s in London (on st. Patrick’s day) and an Irish bloke takes your scarf, wraps it around your eyes, and says “kiss me I’m Irish” later takin to the loo and taking the proper piss out of your anal cavity. Usually involved with the intake of Yager bombs.
I drank so much last night, I got proper Waxy O’Connored. Fuckin hell mate, I woke up in the loo with some bloke giving me his Irish sausage. Felt like waking up the morning after a SigEp party.
by Emmet B. Hurley March 18, 2025