I fucking love Irish slang like it’s the most creative craft ever.
Today I heard a coffin being referred to as a “wooden onesie” in the sentence “Ah jayysus, me nanny looks better than ye and she’s in a bleedin wooden onesie” and it was honestly life changing
my gender is E̷̡̨̲̩̼͚̘̟̟̖̮̮̩̝̼̬̰̦̺̣̐̂̀̔̍̐̐̔̔̽̉̂͐̎R̸̛̛̰͒́́͋̿̔̽́̽̀͒̍̊̂̍́̅̀̍̎́̄͒̿̽̀̆͗̓̀̄̐̎̀͂̾͂̐̆̆͛̇͝R̸̡̫̫̮̱̦͒̿̈́̆̉̈́̏̚͘̚ͅƠ̶̛̲̜̘̰̣͉̪͔̟̦̜̟̊̑̈̃̾̀̌͜Ŗ̵̡̧̛̛͔͎̮̖͚͈͉̳̯̩̠̇̍̐̈͊̉̽̂̾̆̃̓́̌̾̌̾͌̎̌̊͆̈́̈́̿̓̕͘͘͘̕̚̚͜͠͝4̵̧̡͈͙̤͍͓̙̺̩͈̮̮̲̮͔̫̮͓̉͌̈̈́̈͝0̷̧̭͍̜̞̘͓̣̟̣̻͇̦̖̦̱͉̙͇̟̥̼̼͆̔̆̓͒̿͒̒̓̉͑̏̋͌́́̔̕̕͘͜͝4̷̡̢̢̧̺̥͕̱͍̟̻̪̹͙͓͉͌̐́́̐̍͑̄̏̂̆́́̈̈́̅̍̕̕͠͝͠
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