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‘Probably the Smallest Pub in Dublin’, boasts the Carlsberg sign outside The Dawson Lounge.
Dublin pubs are places where men can go to drown sorrows and nurse grievances. So it is only right that its smallest pub should this afternoon be the venue for two of the city’s pettiest citizens to air their shallowest grievances.
“Arjen Robben,” I announce, out of the blue.
“What about him?” asks Aidan.
“If I had an identical bald twin, I think that’s who it would be.”
Aidan doesn’t give a shit.
“No way is this the smallest pub in Dublin,” he says, shaking his head in disgust. “I’ve been in way smaller places. Way smaller! What a fucking con…” Read the rest of this article here.
August 9th, 2009.
August 9th, 2009 at 9:06 pm
Haha, the same thing happened someone I know.
August 9th, 2009 at 9:11 pm
If this is the CO’C I presume it is, then I had a pint with your auld fella and he told me that story…
August 10th, 2009 at 12:02 am
Hmmm, I think you presume wrong.
August 10th, 2009 at 3:53 am
Okay, that’s a pretty massive coincidence then.
August 10th, 2009 at 9:36 am
Is there no RSS for this blog Mr.Butler?
August 10th, 2009 at 9:58 pm
@ Andreas – so I’m told
@ Stuart – No idea what that is… your guess is as good as mine.