Brrrrrrrrrr
Dublin City is covered in a blanket of snow this morning, picture postcard perfect but a month too late for sentimentalists. Still, it feels more like christmas right now than it did in December - probably coz it looks like it looks on telly. I didn't get into the swing of it at all last year, unlike our Goldy, who really went for it. Setting himself the insane task of putting together The Twelve Mixtapes Of Christmas, somehow he cracked it. He says he hasn't listened back to them yet himself, so expect randomness. He's also kindly zipped them all together in the form of an easily digestible Selection Box you can grab HERE. So, throw it on, crack open a bottle of Baileys, light that fire and stare out at the Lapland Tourist Board's wet dream outside your window. Tell the boss you're sick, he's only going to give you the bullet in a couple of months anyway.
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"Tell the boss you're sick, he's only going to give you the bullet in a couple of months anyway."
SNOW STORMS,WORKERS IN SIT IN'S,PICKETS IN THE U.K,THE SPECIALS ARE TOURING AGAIN......WHATS NEXT NEIGHBOURHOOD WATCH!!!!
THANKS FOR THE PLUG BOSS....EVERY LITTLE HELPS...TRUSS ME YOUR BLOG HAS PULL.......I CAN TELL FROM REFERRALS AND I HOPE MY LITTLE DOMAIN SENDS SOME PEOPLE YOUR WAY.
MIGHT GET YOU TO DO MY BLURBS IN THE FUTURE CAUSE I AM STILL CHUCKLING WITH THIS GEM.
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Tell the boss you're sick, he's only going to give you the bullet in a couple of months anyway."
PROPER.
GOLDY
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