Drink!!!!

No post yesterday, was a bit tied up... ended up as the meat in a Gráinne Seoige/Sharon Ní Bheoláin sandwich.

I promised myself at 1 this afternoon that I was never, ever drinking again... here am I, at 8, on my way out to help the managing director of Magners build that exclusive villa and hareem in Monaco.

Wishing... and hoping...

We all have desires in life.

• I would like to be seriously minted.


• I would like to decapitate Willie Frazer for being an annoying wee cunt.


• I would like to give those who count 'The Fast and the Furious', 50 Cent and Kappa 'clothing' among their cultural influences, a round in the back of the head.


• I would like to hear the sound of my balls slapping off Gráinne Seoige's arse.

What's on your wishlist?