J's EUROPEAN VACATION

J has been abroad, and I have been pretty inconsolable. As a way to combat the loneliness and boredom, I thought I would share these pictures of her travels in England and Ireland.

Upon arrival in "Jolly Olde* England," J's first stop was an authentic English "pub" where she could enjoy a "a missing link wif some chubb geezers" after which she and a few other lemons picked up some more Tom and Phils (being bloody Hank Marvin by this time of night) and went back to her flat for a little Rusel Harty where she got so Olivered she fell on her aris prompting the other birds to take the Mickey out of her which led to a bit of bover. Awright, mate?

This is J in front of Buckingham Palace, home of the dessicated corpse of the British Imperialism. J cried more than a few prickly tears.

Next J went to Ireland.** In this photo she is posing in front of an ancient Celtic ruin, no doubt originally built as an altar where human sacrifices were made to the pagan potato god in order to ensure the supplicants would be saddled with thousands more starving, unclothed brats.

Here is J posing with my ex-boyfriend, Donnchaidh Ó Baoighealláin, and his friend Maoldòmhnaich Flaithbheartach*** outside of the dole office. I don't miss him or his Irish curse at all.

Come home soon, J!

*The extra "e" is for effete.
**"Land" is derived from the Celtic word for "land" and "Ire" is from the Celtic word for "filthy, drunken, inveterate theives."

***Pronounced Porrig O'Shaughnessy and Sully Dougall.