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He drinks pints of lager and
watches the football with the lads,
he tips and flirts with the young barmaid
and tries his best to make her laugh.
He boasts about how many beers he drinks
and how rough he feels the next day,
I didn’t get home until two, he says,
you should have seen the wife’s face.
He tells the boys how much he wins on the horses
but says nothing every time that they lose,
he knows it all and you can’t tell him anything,
he’s always got a point to prove.
His so-called banter borders on bullying
but he’s only having a laugh,
he always orders the full English breakfast
in the local greasy spoon caff.
He tells jokes down the pub with the lads
and most of his punchlines offend,
but if anyone complains, he always insists
he’s just having a laugh with his friends.
He wakes one morning with cuts on his face
from when he fell drunk, banged his head,
the truth is that somebody punched him
for something offensive he said.
He loves lager and football with the lads,
and is always good for the craic,
but he tries so hard to impress
that they laugh at him behind his back.
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Author:
Tom Dylan (
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"His so-called banter borders on bullying but he’s only having a laugh",
A pain in the arse, Tom - a so called night out with the boys can be excruciating......👍
Yeah, that's exactly it, Dave. I'm all for leg-pulling and a wind up, but sometimes it's just nasty, and you can't take offense as it's just banter! Grim, mate. Cheers, Tom.
As you mention to Neville below, this behaviour can also cross boundaries of class and gender....
this is so true isn't it I know and have known so many who this could very easily apply to .. this is in fact so true and so good, it could become a conversation piece in its own write .. Neville
Yes, you see it so often, don't you? This one really wrote itself. I once wrote a short story about where there were hooligans at book signings rather than football matches. 🙂 Thanks as always for the comments, Neville.
A portrait of a colorful man that life would be black and white without. I love these people and have known a few. All put in wonderful verse.
Thanks a lot for your comments, Soren. Really appreciated. Cheers, Tom.
Why - or how - do ya know all this stuff about me?! lol.
Haha! Yes! The word is out! 🙂
I think I was out drinking with this lout last week. A barroom fixture. Nice work.
Thanks a lot for your comments, Dan. Really appreciated. And yeah you see this guy out everywhere!
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