Dan Boyle Time Travel

I’m feeling genuinely happy this morning. Everything’s going to be alright. You see, I’ve just heard the most amazing and hopeful piece of news from my contact in Leinster House. It’s about to break all over the twitternet, so remember where you read it first.

Apparently Brian Cowen and Brian Lenihan have hit upon a surefire way of rescuing Ireland from recession. It all started when Lenihan was showing his parliamentary colleagues some of the various machinery being used on him in his heroic battle against the big C (Cancer, not Mary Harney). Green Party senator Dan Boyle was also present and was scoffing a footlong meatball marinara from Subway when, in an attempt to stop a saucy meatball from falling to the floor, he spilled his Coke all over the controls of one of them. What happened next was astonishing. A flash of blue light lit up the room and the hands of the clock on the wall started turning backwards before everybody’s very eyes. When the rapid spinning finally came to a halt, time had gone back one whole day! The lads had discovered time travel.

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Dan Boyle enjoying the sunshine yesterday.


It wasn’t long before they were planning to move us all back to 1997, before everything got out of hand. Fianna Fáil were just coming into power then, so the lads are going to murder Bertie Ahern in an effort to avoid the devastating wall of shit that hit us a decade later. Dan Boyle wasn’t happy with the idea at first, as he was a relative nobody in 1997. However, he changed his mind when he realised he would instantly drop several jeans sizes if he went through with it.

He will also have a chance to try and keep his seat this time around. I don’t mean his Dáil seat, I mean the reinforced steel chair that was robbed from his home by a pack of lousy gurriers in 2004. Dan has been breaking an average of 1.3 chairs a month since then.

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Interesting piece from Prime Time about the banking crisis:

Brian’s Budget

brian lenihan Brians BudgetHats off to Minister Brian Lenihan on yesterday’s stern but fair Budget. I’d take my hat off, but I had to sell it for food. I have one important question for Mr. Lenihan however, one which he made no attempt to address during his speech. Is that a hairpiece you are wearing and if so, did you blacken it yourself or is that its natural colour? I have to say I was disappointed with the €3,000 penis levy introduced by the minister.  All people between twenty and forty who currently own, or did within the past five years own, a penis, qualify to pay the levy.  I will of course have to pay this myself, but I am lucky that I have a bit extra lying around at the moment after an inheritance from a very close friend, who committed suicide after the property balloon burst into flames last year.

People need to face the realities of the current situation. We can’t sustain our current lifestyle. The harsh truth is that a lot of us need to pass on the steak and foie gras and instead go back to bread. I remember when growing up a slice of cheese was a delicacy. Put that slice of cheese on a cut of bread and you had a veritable feast. My father toiled for hours in the bog to put bread on our table. My siblings and I used to bound happily up the field to meet him as he was coming home. He would have a slice of bread and a sod of turf under his arm.  It was all we needed and more.

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