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Howye fokes!

How is things? I've grate news alltagather fer ye this week! What with spring arriven and everythin, I've specially comissioned (outa me own pocket, mind) MadDogTed ta send ye all out some of his world renouned Salacious Winks. That's right fokes, FREE Salacious Winks from the shifty eyes of MadDogTed fer everyone.

And that's not all! Each recipiant will also receive this personally signed pome beautifully pinned by the sinsitive paws of MadDogTed himself:

roses is red  vilence is blu

slayshuss winks 4 u u & u

but not u goldilox ya f n trollip ya

luv  mabbogtebby  X

Terms and conditions apply. FREE salacious winks can only be downloaded usen the hi-tech salacious winks modum priced at just $89.99. Furst wink only is free. All others cost $16.50 from the left eye (distempered) and $21.99 from the right (tempered). Checks payable ta GallantTed Merchandisen Inc.

Speaken of which, I just got a hart renchen email from me pal, Quasi Modum. The poor fella hasn't had much look since his belle, Ezmeralda, ran off with the campoligist with the big huge seta ding-dongs. Anyways, after years of grieven he wants me ta tell ye that he's back on the market. He's a simple enuff fella ta please, has a sound job and is a grate lissner alltagather. He's fierce easy goen too and hardly ever gets the hump. He's looken fer a lady with a very GSOH and good child-bearen hips. And a pleasant face ta boot - not fer himself mind, but fer the sake of the children.

So there ye have it laydees - what are ye waiten fer?  Go on, give him a bell!

GallantTed talks about MadDogTed's first hangover and his fluency in da Irish

Dow cuss lin nave paw rig ass peg more na here in.
Isn’t it grate ta have the cupla focail all the same? A course, me pal MadDogTed is fierce fluent alltagather and was a fine scholar a the Gaelic when he was a young cubbog. He even nearly won a fainne nua fer the effort below cept he ran outa time in the exam and never got it finished.

mo chéad hangover

déirigh mé go muc ar maidin

bhí tinneas cinn orm

da pig wasnt feelen 2 gr8 neither

bhí madra ag tafann

& da f  n  pig was coffen

bhí mo cheann mar cábaiste orm

chuaigh mé go dhí an seomra folca agus dúirt mé mo phaidreacha sa teileafón mór bháin

chuir me uisce sa mbáisín agus nigh me mo chluasa agus chíor me mo chluasa agus nigh mé mo chuid eadaí

cos dats how we dun it n dem times fadó fadó

dfhéach me amach an fhuinneog agus chonaic me seán agus máire

ansin fuair me scaub fiacal agus chuir me taos fiacal ar an scuab

nigh raibh aon fiacla agam

seo é seán agus seo í máire ach cá bhfuil mo fhiacla

bhí seán agus máire ag súgradh le mo fhiacla

bhí an muc ag gáire fuaim agus bhí fearg dearg orm

caith me an muc as an fhuinneog

a muc faoin spéir agus thit sé ar seán

bhí seán ag cur fola

thainaig na gardaí

da borstal 4 bold bears wud b me nxt stop 4 sure

ted bocht

i wos ritely f …

Well folks, that’s as far as me little pal got before he had ta stop written so we’ll never know how the story finished. All I can tell ye is that the teacher came down and gave him a right thump on the hed fer not leaven down his pen and every bitta the Gaelic disappeared outa him fer good.