The bloke at the till next to the one I'm paying at in Tesco Express wears a few tragically disparate whiskers and speaks with the upwards inflection favoured mostly by the young, the terminally stupid and the Australian. And he's from no further south than Stillorgan...
"Hi, do you have any of those, like, larger naggins of vodka?"
"You want a half-bottle?"
"No, it's like a naggin, only larger?"
"Yes, you mean a half-bottle, a shoulder."
"Um, I think it's called a 'daddy naggin'?"
Bless.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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Geebag.
Not you.
Less of a geebag, more of a tool, really. But he was only a young fella, it was presumably his first time buying spirits.
Ah shur God love him!
I completely misread the initial post. Brain broken by booze.
hehe,I love scumbags.
I kinda like it. You're all very cynical.
I like the idea that the full bottle is the mammy naggin :)
Jennie - Exactly.
Radge - The mind boggles as to how you initially read it.
Voodoolady - Oops, I obviously need work on my characterisation. He was more posh than scumbag.
Jo - So would the extra-large 1 litre bottles be a granny-naggin, then?
Granny-naggin sounds rude for some reason...
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