A rough early Friday evening at Rosie's. A baying pack of Irish blokes had taken over the bar and were howling incoherently at the top of their lungs waiting for the Ireland, Scotland game. They took over the jukebox, played a series of anti-social songs, (seven in a row by some noise band is my view of anti-social), in the build up and then asked for the jukebox to be turned off and the commentary on once he game started. The landlord, Ian, told them where to go and they left making wanker gestures. Good for Ian. I made my own anti-social stand and found and put this on. Still I'm a regular. I have some rights!
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