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One time when I was about 20 I went home to mullingar and walked up the town past the tech. I forget if i had a beard at the time but i had long hair and a maroon wooly hat with a tassle on it. Anyway, it was between class or something in the school because all the lads were hanging out the windows and they all started hooting and yelling things at me. I was called Bob Marley, Phil Lynnot and santy, then a few minutes later in an unconnected verbal assault a random 40-something year old said "well jesus" to me. Jesus was the usual name strangers threw at me when I had the long hair. it's no wonder i'm terrified of meeting people now.
I had a shithead ask me for money in Temple Bar at the weekend. I said no straight in his face. He replied that I need to get my hair cut. I informed him that he needed to fuck off. He then tried to start a fight with me for a minute or two, when I repeated the request, then I just walked off. According to him he was just out of jail, etc etc etc. All I could think was:
Hmmm, not really related to beards.
I thought the rest of it might explain that
I'm trying to make up my mind on whether to get a beard on the go again or stick with the mutton chops now that I've cut my hair. Should I start a poll?
I've gone fairly grey since my last growth 2 years ago. Better than ginger I suppose.
Fuck Off!
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