Portal between Dublin and New York closed because Dubliners are even bigger arseholes than New Yorkers....
From the colourful cows that travelled the world, before getting beheaded here.
To the statue of a sea-god that vanished
To some WW1 commemoration that got splashed with red paint.
Or the perpetual vanadlism of the Luke Kelly head.
And the destruction of Nelson's pillar.
Ireland is where art goes to die.
But even it's destruction may have artistic merit.
From the colourful cows that travelled the world, before getting beheaded here.
To the statue of a sea-god that vanished
To some WW1 commemoration that got splashed with red paint.
Or the perpetual vanadlism of the Luke Kelly head.
And the destruction of Nelson's pillar.
Ireland is where art goes to die.
But even it's destruction may have artistic merit.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.