John O’Donoghue has stepped down, and it looks as if he will have to live on the streets of Dublin for the rest of his days, shouting and throwing his own shit at schoolgirls. I feel sorry for the old bastard. He has clearly been the victim of a sinister conspiracy, one designed to destroy quite possibly the most honest man ever to walk the disgusting green fields of Ireland. At least now John will have some time to get his blood pressure checked out. He looks like a big tomato.
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