Acting the maggot: Playing around
Ages: Long time
Any use?: Any good?
Arseways: Complete mess
Babby: little child
Bad dose: Bad illness
Bags: Bad, messy job (hames)
Banjaxed: Broken, useless, tired
Bird: girl or girlfriend
Black stuff: Guinness
Bloody: Used mostly for strengthening an adjective
Bollocks: Stupid, Somebody one doesn't like
Bolloxed: Very drunk
Brutal: Terrible
Chinwag: a chat
Class: Great
Cop on! Don't be so stupid!
Cod: to joke
Culchie: A city dweller's name for a country person
Cute hoor: Untrustworthy, Sly person
Deadly: Cool/great
Diabolical: Terrible
Divil: Devil
Dry shite: Boring person
Eat the head off: Attack verbally
Fair play!: Well done!
Fine thing: Attractive/Good looking person
Gaff: House
Gas: Funny
Get off with: To make out
Gone in the head: Mad, crazy
Gobshite: Idiot
Goozer: Kiss
Knackered: Very tired
Manky: Very dirty
Murder: Difficult
Nip: Nude
Pissed off: Angry, Annoyed
Queer hawk: Peculiar person
Savage: Really good
Scab: A person who constantly borrows, tight with money
Shenanagans: Different things going on
Snog, Shift: To make out, kiss
Sound: Really nice
Stop the lights!: Really?!
Tackle: To make out
Thick: Stupid
Wear: To kiss hard
Friday, September 14, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
The Kilt
I did it.
I wore my kilt last night. I'm not going to lie, I was really nervous beforehand, but I soon discovered how great it was! The first stop was to a birthday party, where I had my photo taken numerous times. The Irish would keep asking "You Scottish?" Of course, I had to reply, "No, American," but then they would fill in the blanks with, "Oh, so your family's from there." Yeah, close enough.
But then we went out on the town, and between the coquettish looks from the ladies and the free rounds by the guys, it was one helluva night. There's this one pub call The Quays, which has a sunken bar area in the middle of it, and as I was walking up the stairs, this Aussie at the top of the stairs said to me "I bet you only do that because you know all of the girls are checking out the kilt!" Not quite, but he was a great guy...then he bought shots. Like I said, great night. Later in the night, after I danced with some friends to the amazing band (sorry, I forgot the name), a Scot comes up to me and says, "Is guid tae ha'e yae here!" He said next time he'll be sure have him and all of his 'mates' kilted. He said Ireland is pretty accepting of the kilt, and when there's a pack of kilties together it is probably the most fun one could have.
I believe it.
I wore my kilt last night. I'm not going to lie, I was really nervous beforehand, but I soon discovered how great it was! The first stop was to a birthday party, where I had my photo taken numerous times. The Irish would keep asking "You Scottish?" Of course, I had to reply, "No, American," but then they would fill in the blanks with, "Oh, so your family's from there." Yeah, close enough.
But then we went out on the town, and between the coquettish looks from the ladies and the free rounds by the guys, it was one helluva night. There's this one pub call The Quays, which has a sunken bar area in the middle of it, and as I was walking up the stairs, this Aussie at the top of the stairs said to me "I bet you only do that because you know all of the girls are checking out the kilt!" Not quite, but he was a great guy...then he bought shots. Like I said, great night. Later in the night, after I danced with some friends to the amazing band (sorry, I forgot the name), a Scot comes up to me and says, "Is guid tae ha'e yae here!" He said next time he'll be sure have him and all of his 'mates' kilted. He said Ireland is pretty accepting of the kilt, and when there's a pack of kilties together it is probably the most fun one could have.
I believe it.
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