The Darragh Man.
"Naw!" the bouncer breathed. His teeth. "The ID's a pure fake. Yir no gettin in!"
"Awwwwwwww WHIT man!" The ned had tae go back tae his shell. The bouncer bounced.
Behind the begging ned and the bouncy bouncer, there stood a single Ian Darragh Sheathing. He did not know the ned's predicament with the bouncer who bounced. His earwax had culture.
"Need ty see yer pure ID!" the bouncer cackled. He could bounce Ian. Bounce him real good. And he would. Oh he would.
"Need ty see ID?" Ian breathed. "I! AM! I.D.!" he announced.
"Oh sorry man." Door opened. Ye couldnae bounce all day. Had to let a couple o lads in.
"Awwwwwwww WHIT man!" The ned had tae go back tae his shell. The bouncer bounced.
Behind the begging ned and the bouncy bouncer, there stood a single Ian Darragh Sheathing. He did not know the ned's predicament with the bouncer who bounced. His earwax had culture.
"Need ty see yer pure ID!" the bouncer cackled. He could bounce Ian. Bounce him real good. And he would. Oh he would.
"Need ty see ID?" Ian breathed. "I! AM! I.D.!" he announced.
"Oh sorry man." Door opened. Ye couldnae bounce all day. Had to let a couple o lads in.