Ross O’Carroll-Kelly was captain of the Castlerock College team that won the Leinster Schools Senior Cup in 1999. “Oh my – literally? – God!” Ross O'Carroll-Kelly “Oh my God,” Honor goes, her hand over her mouth.
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Then underneath – oh, Jesus, no! – it’s like, “Talk to your phormacist about adult incontinence.”Īt that exact moment, a cor passes by and the driver gives me a beep of his horn. In lorge letters, it says, “Peace of mind – with a Capital Pee!” I’m throwing a rugby ball up and down in my hands and I’m grinning like a focking idiot. I’m wearing, like, a white shirt with a pink, cable-knit sweater loosely knotted around my shoulders.
Because there’s the Rossmeister, on the gable wall of a shop, 20 feet high, in all my glory. I suddenly stop, we’re talking dead in my tracks. I race down the road, with Honor – laughing – and the boys haring after me. Out the door I shoot – like James Lowe, my feet don’t even touch the ground. He laughs and goes, “You haven’t seen it?” I’m like, “My billboard? What are you talking about?”
He goes, “Yeah, that’s what all the dads say.”Īs we’re walking out the door, the dude goes, “Here, I saw your billboard! Must have got paid a fortune for that, did you?” I’m there, “No focking way – their hair is staying like that.” The borber’s like, “Thanks – although I’d imagine they’ll be back in an hour or two once your wife sees them.” We pop next door and the boys are sitting there, delighted with their new Mohicans. Honor gives the owner a major filthy on our way out. I’ll get Hennessy to send them a letter, telling them to tear up the contract while threatening to crush them. “Because,” she goes, “it says they can let anyone use your photographs any way they want without even consulting you?” “You definitely shouldn’t have signed that contract, by the way.” I’m there, “They’ll just have to accept me the way I am.” Save it for the thug who attacked me because he'll need it when I'm done with. She’s like, “You might be closing yourself off to work if you stort covering yourself in tattoos.” The tattoo may just appear in my dream as a residual effect of my attack. Yeah, no, this agency took two K’s from me to create a portfolio of, like, photographs of me. She goes, “What about your modelling career?” She holds up her phone and I’m like, “Wowsers!” because – yeah, no – it’s the man of the moment in, like, perfect silhouette. Im Fine Save Me Tattoo Angel Demon Tattoo Angel Y Diablo Tribal Ideas Wood Moon Forbidden love A Alejandra Ruiz Im Fine Save Me Tattoo Poem Quotes Quotes For Him Words Quotes Wise Words Quotes To Live By Words Of Wisdom Life Quotes Sayings Soulmate Quotes Out of the blue I hear from him and my heart fluttered when his name came across my phone.
You can show this to them in the tattoo place.” “There’s this app that creates, like, silhouettes from pictures. “No,” she goes, taking the newspaper from me, “I think it’s hilarious,” and she takes a photograph of the picture using her iPhone. And like I said to the borber, your old dear will just have to suck it up.” It’s bad enough that you asked the borber to cut the boys’ hair like– er, what’s his name?” “Mom is going to go – oh my God – batshit crazy. “Oh – yeah, no – I was thinking possibly my right pec?”
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