I swear this exact thing happens to me every day

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  1. So many of them around…sure there’s a lad outside Dunnes on Exchequer street with his air max that is more expensive than my coat. Then has the cheek to ask for change

  2. There’s a lad from Dublin that stands in the middle of shop street sometimes and repeats over and over. “Any change for the homeless to afford a hostel? I can’t get social welfare because I don’t have proof of address.” Over and over and over while he wears brand new runners and has a very obvious new haircut. Same goes for the cheeky bastard who will sometimes just sit in the street with a brand new iphone and wait for coins to be thrown into his cup before getting up and fucking off for a few months. City is rotten with these chancers.

  3. So many fake Montclair and Canadian goose jackets I’d never buy one of real jackets. But you can spot the fakes a mile off to be fair.

  4. There is a famous boxer lad, in city center near o Connolly bridge, if he asks money to go home to Galway to see her baby girl broken spine, you gotta give it to him
    Done that once, he asked me thrice over 3 months, once holding a beer 🍺 believe it or not

  5. To quote my friend in response to a panhandler wearing brand new Air Jordans: “Fuck you buddy. Sell your shoes”

  6. When I were a lad if I didn’t have the money for the bus, I hitched, or in a town, I walked.

    Also I remember when it were fields as far as the eye could see…

  7. If you refer to me as bro I immediately lose all respect for you. Pal and Mate too.

    I know a guy who refers to all men that come into his coffee shop as bro. I don’t know how he hasn’t lost business.

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