De Bruder did the above piece as a tribute to King Chancer, with the day that was in it yesterday. Thug Life is a play on the lavish lifestyles enjoyed (and boasted about) by a certain kind of hip hop artist of course. Bertie was never a hip hop artist, more a piss artist.
It reminded me to dig through the archive for this Come Here To Me classic…..
…..and that my friends is why they put cameras into mobile phones. Earlier today I spotted the same autobiography in a discount bookshop in town. How the mighty have fallen.
Click on the book for more.
Click on the book for more.
Come Here To Me! 
Perfect!
Y’know when I saw that Bertie’s book was in fact selling I thought that was the biggest damage Irish people could ever do to their self respect. The fact that anyone would buy it is still an embarrassment. Read it yes, but don’t buy the bloody thing. There are plenty of grand libraries around the city. I reckon the leftovers from this rag should be gathered up and dumped on his driveway where he can clean up the mess, him and his free garda escort for the rest of his life. Because we’re tired of cleaning up the rest of his shambles.
I draw attention to this as evidence of my good judgement at the time
http://ancnagaire.blogspot.com/2008/05/fear-na-sheanarice.html
I’m still waiting for Gerry Stembridge to respond to the call.
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Excellent.
Bertie: pulling the chain
http://photopol.blogspot.com/2012/03/busted-flush.html
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