The least popular place in the entire island of Ireland, if tourism is anything to go by. Most people tend to stay clear and go for a nice wee break south of the border in Dublin's fair city instead, safe in the knowledge that now they won't be kneecapped by a bunch of retards.
Husband: Honey, lets go to Belfast at the weekend
Wife: Fuck off knob jockey, we're going to Dublin, I don't fancy getting petrol bombed
Wife: Fuck off knob jockey, we're going to Dublin, I don't fancy getting petrol bombed
by Rian August 15, 2005
by Rian September 17, 2003
An abnormal growth of tissue resulting from uncontrolled, progressive multiplication of cells and serving no physiological function; a neoplasm.
<b>Doctor:</b> Well, Rudolph, we finally figured out what makes your nose red.
<b>Rudolph the Red-nosed Raindeer:</b> Is it pixie dust? Or leprechaun tails?
<b>Doctor:</b> No, it's a tumor.
<b>Rudolph:</b> You mean like a magical Christmas tumor?
<b>Doctor:</b> No, a malignant tumor... The base of which is lodged deep within your brain.
<b>Rudolph:</b> Oh. ... like a happy special-
<b>Doctor:</b> You're going to die!!
<b>Rudolph the Red-nosed Raindeer:</b> Is it pixie dust? Or leprechaun tails?
<b>Doctor:</b> No, it's a tumor.
<b>Rudolph:</b> You mean like a magical Christmas tumor?
<b>Doctor:</b> No, a malignant tumor... The base of which is lodged deep within your brain.
<b>Rudolph:</b> Oh. ... like a happy special-
<b>Doctor:</b> You're going to die!!
by Rian April 25, 2005