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Public Area => Taxi Talk => Topic started by: Belker on November 08, 2020, 11:59:26 am
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Call it ?
Hustle or Genuine ?
It's Sunday morning 8am as I'm ranked up alone on Pana in Cork standing out having a ciggie with not a sinner in sight and about to head fer home.
A lone female is making a bee-line toward my cab, a slim pretty lady about 40-45, well dressed, lovely expensive looking purple coat, jeans.
She approaches me on the street saying; "I've been beaten and robbed, I just need to get home to Kildare, I came to Cork to meet a man but he beat me and stole my wallet, I just want to go home and I have asked people fer just 20 Euro for the train but nobody will talk to me, can you please help me ?".
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I ask the lady a few questions about how she wants to get to Kildare and how she is going to pay fer it but she seemed a tad overwhelmed by her situation, so I asked her how much was the train to Kildare ? And she said 20.80.
"OK, Right", I said; "Jump in there, I'll bring you to the train station",
She sez; "But I have no money for the train",
Me; "I'll sort your train fare too, don't worry, I'll get ya home safe".
So along the way she is thanking me and promising to refund the cash when she is next in Cork on next Wednesday and Thursday and then drops; "I'm starving hungry", to which I reply; "I'll sort that too".
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So I dropped her to the train station and asked her fer her mobile number, the reasoning being that if she gave me a number and I rang it and her phone did not ring, then she was getting nothing, but she said that she had also lost her phone, so I parted with 30 Euro in cash and she begged fer my name, address, phone number so as that she could pay me back, I wrote all my details out fer her and handed them to her with the cash. She gave me her name as Emma Txxx and her 089 xxx number which I saved on my phone.
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So she departed with a few "God bless you's" and headed in to the train station in the direction of the ticket office. I got a job offer on my phone from Mayfield to Ballyvolane which I accepted so I didn't get to see if she actually went to the ticket office or not.
As I'm driving to Mayfield, I'm thinking to myself, "HUSTLE, HUSTLE, HUSTLE" !!
As I'm pulling in fer the Mayfield Taxi job my phone rings, it's Emma T saying; "Thank you, Thank you soo much, I found my phone, I will be on to you to pay you back, I have to go, I have very little credit left" ........
That was all just this morning.
So call it ? Hustle or Genuine ?
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She came to Cork to meet a Man .That beat me .So why will she be returning during the Week has she got another beating lined up ?
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hustle or genuine, she wont pay you back either way in my opinion.
I had a woman stop me on a sunday morning last year, I knew her from dropping her home a couple of times before but she was from a rough family. she hadnt got the 40 euro fare and told me she would pay me that week when she was paid. I had my doubts but she saw me driving through town about a week later and flagged me down and gave me the 40 euro
The woman you met doesnt know you or live in cork, even if she isnt a knacker, I doubt she will pay you back. hopefully she does though.
A large majority of people these days have no manners and are not to be trusted, a man asked me for change of a 50 at the train station once, I said I had none, you just dont know who you are dealing with, he might have been trying to get rid of fake money or something, fcuk him, he looked like a knacker as well.
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Only in
cork kens imagination this could happen
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I was gettin a horn when he said slim lady...40-45....it all went downhill after that!!
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I was gettin a horn when he said slim lady...40-45....it all went downhill after that!!
Like jo jo did?
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What difference does it make if she was slim and pretty or fat and ugly.Ya still didn't get any money off her.Thank fuk for the Covid payment.
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If she really was robbed and beaten, im sure she would have reported it to the Guards and if so, would they not have helped her get home?
Did she look like she had been beaten up?
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Sure she'll be back down next week Ken...you can finish the beating!!
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KEN you know I wouldnt Lie .the exact same thing happened to Emma Hogan she wasent from the flats or the Gaffs behind the flats she was from Newbridge but she moved into the Flats .She was on a Blind Date in Cork as well its about 20 years ago now she would be in her Fourties or more now She was a slim pretty lady well dressed, She always wore a lovely expensive looking purple coat, jeans.Anyway she got beat up and always said she would return to Cork some day .............I wonder ............I wonder ..I know the weather in Cork is bad but Lightning striking twice ! .
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Id offer a view,but Kennys not talking to me.ah fukkit I'll offer it anyway.it might be that she seen you as a soft touch if she got it to you for 30 sovs on the first meeting,she's probably saying to herself ill hit him for a onner next time.now she has your phone number,has a good excuse to meet you again,knows where you can be found,and probably has your name.ask yourself one question .what kind of a woman comes to cork to meet a man and gets vear up and robbed.was it he who done it ?
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Dollyer A few years ago there was a scam lads hitch hiking would ask drivers to ring their mother to say they lost their phone and were on the way home and had got a lift .Then they would have the drivers Phone number and ring him later and say they knew where he worked or lived as they probably asked in conversation and unless you paid them they would ring your bird or Job and say they gave you a blow job for a lift .You could be right she might be a Jobbing Girl looking to drum up custom .
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A foreign escort I carried a few times asked me to swap a 100 dollar note she had for 80 euro. Im just paranoid and didn't do it. some escorts seem lovely but like would you trust someone in that line of work?
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A foreign escort I carried a few times asked me to swap a 100 dollar note she had for 80 euro. Im just paranoid and didn't do it. some escorts seem lovely but like would you trust someone in that line of work?
No.....they're hustlers...end of....like politicians!!
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I would have either called the Garda for her or brought her to the nearest Garda Station/Hospital,no way would she be getting dinero off me.
Just can't have that kind of story.
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You're a heartless bastard Marky....suppose hangin out in the Boiler House does that though!!
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My guess is,she sees Kenny as a sugar daddy,and he may get his 30 notes back,but the punchline will be,that after a few meetings,she will hit him for a large loan.one question.what kind of man beats up a woman,and what kind of girl involves herself with a scumbag ?
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Rinsers are the Girls you need to watch (most 100 Dollar notes in Ireland are Forgaries )I picked up a Gorgeous girl South African White from the Four Seasons Going to the Hoath Road .The conversation went .I said "How is business she must of thought I knew the suss so she opened her Bag and showed me a Bottle of Channel No 5 a Scarf and a Purse .Not bad she said Ill put them up on E Bay tomorrow he wouldnt give me the reciepts so I cant return them .She is what they call a wrincer they go on dinner dates with rich old men and prick tease get them to buy them gifts before they dont put out then sell off the goods .She told me she was studying in Trinity and had made tens of thousands this way while she was here and she would return to SA and marry a wealthy South African have her degree and own money .She said I was born Good looking and Intelligent so why not use both gifts to improve my lot .
Think it was Mrs Merton said to Debbie Mc Gee who was a looker in her day ."Debbie what was it that first attracted you to Millionaire Paul Daniels "Dont see to many Premier ship footballers married to 17 stone Lidil Shoppers .
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A foreign escort I carried a few times asked me to swap a 100 dollar note she had for 80 euro. Im just paranoid and didn't do it. some escorts seem lovely but like would you trust someone in that line of work?
No.....they're hustlers...end of....like politicians!!
Exactly my thoughts. two kinds of escort, the grumpy ones and the bubbly chatty ones, id be more wary of the bubbly chatty ones.
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My guess is,she sees Kenny as a sugar daddy,and he may get his 30 notes back,but the punchline will be,that after a few meetings,she will hit him for a large loan.one question.what kind of man beats up a woman,and what kind of girl involves herself with a scumbag ?
Girls who are trouble, I went out with a girl like that years ago, her ex used to beat her, she was a total bitch, swung for me a couple of times and seemed to be trying to get me to hit her. nut job.
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I dunno, I did forget to mention that the lady along the journey to the train station did offer her passport as security along the journey but I shrugged it off.
I emailed the story to a few friends and family this morning.
Me small fella (19) comes back with; "Dad, you got Hustled".
Me Chungwan comes back with; "You got hustled babe but it shows you have a heart of pure gold".
So that is 2 more votes fer Hustle.
I still think the lady is genuine.
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Ken to be fair most of us would give a dig out to someone in trouble .Unlike Peter who works in the Factory or Paul who works on the Top Floor we meet all sorts listen to more stories than the Parish Priest .It could be a Hustle or it could be Genuine you played it as you saw it and thats really all that counts .
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Update fer the non believers;
I just rang the lady and she answered my call, I introduced myself as Ken the Taxi driver and she goes off with; "Thank you, Thank you so much, I'm nearly home, just an hour to go, the train was delayed in Cork but I'm nearly home".
I tell her that I was just checking was she home safe and she thanks me again, no mention of coin this time so the vote is still open.
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Yer dragging this thread out Ken.Have ya not got any gold medals ya wanna show off?
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I thought she lost her phone? How did she find it on a train??
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6 hours after operation Purple Coat started and she is still not in Kildare a trip that should take 2 hours twenty minutes .No delays reported on the Line according to Irish Rail .She probably returned the ticket for a refund and is back in Mitchelstown watching the Coronation Street Reruns on her telly counting her nights takings .The real Give away was the Name nobody aged 40+ were ever called Emma .Eileen or Bridget Yes but Emma ?????? .
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You're a night worker? Why are you not in bed if you were working 'til after 9am?
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I think you know you got hustled but just need our expertise to confirm it!! lol
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This reminds me of Betty Cluxton lived in the Gaffs a good bit up the Canal from the Flats .She was going out with Eamo O Brien when I say Going out I mean he was giving her one and he wouldnt even walk her home .She never had coin so she would sit on the Wall in the Garage Crying saying her Fella left her there and took her taxi fare .She always got somebody to give her a lift home of give her the taxi fare .I think she is a Bus Driver now she must of thought she could give back a little by providing transport for others .I wonder would she let you off with the fare .
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20.80 to go to Kildare
Cheep enough
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You're a night worker? Why are you not in bed if you were working 'til after 9am?
I had to pull 2 long Fri/Sat night shifts because the Mon/Tues/Wed nights are just too boring to be true.
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there's been tons of times when I was convinced i'd been kurt russelled but they then turn out to be genuine.
around 5 this morning in the pissings of rain I encountered a young lad in the middle of the road about 19 or 20 waving his hands and blocking the road and he would'nt let me pass. i had just seen another taxi u-turning away from him. ranting and raving he was that he needed a lift home. get in the car i says. no if I come round the side you're gonna floor it like all the other taxis then he falls to his knees and starts begging I've been trying to get home for hours. get in the fuckin car I says. no turn your engine off and let me see the keys. so I do and i says get in the fuckin car ye clown. he gets in and he starts crying like charlie sheen at the end of platoon when he gets choppered outta the jungle. the waterworks stop on cue then and he sits there dead quiet until he starts talking on the blower but I can't hear anybody on the other end. he's pretending I says. he asks to pull up short of the address he gave me and says can he pay by card. grand. can I knock in my number on the machine because I don't have my card. for fuck's sake how am I supposed to know. I says do ye have your card in your gaff and he said yes and he directed me to a cul de sac and started actin all confused. here we go he's gonna bolt. that's my house in the corner there let me out. sure it is ye little cuntcha and he went over to it and the aulwan opened the door and handed him a bullseye and he paid the fare.
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I thought she lost her phone? How did she find it on a train??
Odd
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You're a night worker? Why are you not in bed if you were working 'til after 9am?
Is that part of the story?
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there's been tons of times when I was convinced i'd been kurt russelled but they then turn out to be genuine.
around 5 this morning in the pissings of rain I encountered a young lad in the middle of the road about 19 or 20 waving his hands and blocking the road and he would'nt let me pass. i had just seen another taxi u-turning away from him. ranting and raving he was that he needed a lift home. get in the car i says. no if I come round the side you're gonna floor it like all the other taxis then he falls to his knees and starts begging I've been trying to get home for hours. get in the fuckin car I says. no turn your engine off and let me see the keys. so I do and i says get in the fuckin car ye clown. he gets in and he starts crying like charlie sheen at the end of platoon when he gets choppered outta the jungle. the waterworks stop on cue then and he sits there dead quiet until he starts talking on the blower but I can't hear anybody on the other end. he's pretending I says. he asks to pull up short of the address he gave me and says can he pay by card. grand. can I knock in my number on the machine because I don't have my card. for fuck's sake how am I supposed to know. I says do ye have your card in your gaff and he said yes and he directed me to a cul de sac and started actin all confused. here we go he's gonna bolt. that's my house in the corner there let me out. sure it is ye little cuntcha and he went over to it and the aulwan opened the door and handed him a bullseye and he paid the fare.
how the fikk did ya get a fare at 5 am ?
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What 40+yr old woman brings her passport with her on a night out?
She gets robbed, loses her purse and phone but retains her passport...
She gets beaten up but her clothes look immaculate.
I'd say scam.
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You're a heartless bastard Marky....suppose hangin out in the Boiler House does that though!!
Aye Hal,it hardens you up against hustlers......fnar fnar..... ::fuck ::fuck
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Immigrant?
Traveller?
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there's been tons of times when I was convinced i'd been kurt russelled but they then turn out to be genuine.
around 5 this morning in the pissings of rain I encountered a young lad in the middle of the road about 19 or 20 waving his hands and blocking the road and he would'nt let me pass. i had just seen another taxi u-turning away from him. ranting and raving he was that he needed a lift home. get in the car i says. no if I come round the side you're gonna floor it like all the other taxis then he falls to his knees and starts begging I've been trying to get home for hours. get in the fuckin car I says. no turn your engine off and let me see the keys. so I do and i says get in the fuckin car ye clown. he gets in and he starts crying like charlie sheen at the end of platoon when he gets choppered outta the jungle. the waterworks stop on cue then and he sits there dead quiet until he starts talking on the blower but I can't hear anybody on the other end. he's pretending I says. he asks to pull up short of the address he gave me and says can he pay by card. grand. can I knock in my number on the machine because I don't have my card. for fuck's sake how am I supposed to know. I says do ye have your card in your gaff and he said yes and he directed me to a cul de sac and started actin all confused. here we go he's gonna bolt. that's my house in the corner there let me out. sure it is ye little cuntcha and he went over to it and the aulwan opened the door and handed him a bullseye and he paid the fare.
how the fikk did ya get a fare at 5 am ?
fuckin drivin around. how else.
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So she departed with a few "God bless you's" and headed in to the train station in the direction of the ticket office. I got a job offer on my phone from Mayfield to Ballyvolane which I accepted so I didn't get to see if she actually went to the ticket office or not.
As I'm driving to Mayfield, I'm thinking to myself, "HUSTLE, HUSTLE, HUSTLE" !!
As I'm pulling in fer the Mayfield Taxi job my phone rings, it's Emma T saying; "Thank you, Thank you soo much, I found my phone, I will be on to you to pay you back, I have to go, I have very little credit left" ........
That was all just this morning.
So call it ? Hustle or Genuine ?
Ken ....I'm gettin an operation .........dont laugh ....but I want to be a woman .......I want to be known as Loretta from now on .....you wudnt have a few bob wud ya as I'm skint an cant stand the site of me goolies .....
Thanks ken ....your a buddy .....
Ps I have a sumup
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Yer dragging this thread out Ken.Have ya not got any gold medals ya wanna show off?
rofl
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He'll get a gold medal for generosity when yer winan comes back looking to hit him for more,and he'll hand it over
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How much did you give this guy Ken?
https://www.irishtimes.com/news/crime-and-law/courts/circuit-court/man-who-posed-as-street-beggar-conned-two-pensioners-out-of-their-life-savings-1.4402553 (https://www.irishtimes.com/news/crime-and-law/courts/circuit-court/man-who-posed-as-street-beggar-conned-two-pensioners-out-of-their-life-savings-1.4402553)
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Yu have to be careful now .....all these cnuts know we are desperate for a fare...they know yur guard is down an yur drivin around like an eegit all day an your judgement is not wat it used to be an youl take chances that they mite be genuine .....ken got rode to death by that cnut from the start ...some of these cnuts dont even do it for the money ......its like a drug to them .....they wer talkin about the actress millionaire wynoder rider on the owlones telly an her cleptomania....shes after robbin thousands in goods from department stores an cant stop ........I think it's the thrill of it an trying to get away with it an feeling cleverer than other cnuts .....my analysis is probably she had a domineering mother who battered her an a father who couldn't defend her
On account of he was under the thumb of the wife ( nut job ) an it fuked her head up for life .....
Most them actors are all hiding something.....why else wud they be brilliant at playin the part of someone else ....all them are nutters ....
Anyway to get back to ken .....if hes tellin the hole story that is ....I'll give me synopsis....
So in the middle of a lockdown wen yur not supposed to go more than 5 km .....this mad cnut jumped on a train from one end of the country to the next just to meet some bloke she was texting on tinder .....an wen she arrived he gave her a few tumps in the guts an ran off wit her handbag .....so she jumps into Ken's taxi an tells ken shes no money an he says heel give her a lift and money for nuttin without him even suggesting to her that he brings her to the guarda station to test her reaction to that scenario an therefore finding out if shes tellin a load of porkies an tryin to pull a fast one or is genuine ....then she says shes hank marvin lookin for more money .........an then ken
Drives off after emptying his wallet that took 10 hours to make the 50 euro he made cause he said the only reason he was workin them hours was cause he was makin fuk all all week
...then to add salt to his wounds in a complete self deprecatin flagilatin sado masochistic act he goes public
An tells us all wat happened ...in for a penny all for a pound sort of ting to complete the self humiliation .....
Ken is aware in his deep sub consciousness that he got ridden up the pooper scooper but he is in partial denial hoping for a miracle which will never happen ....
Wat ken was actually dealin with ther was some sociopathic
Thrill seeking predatorial opportunistic nut job who hasnt worked a day in her life since she left school at 14 an has been scamming poor cnuts ever since .....
Supprised at ken really but maybe hes just havin a laugh .....
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Lot to be said for investing in a high end Dash Cam-twin lens -in and outside car with very clear audio ---just be careful to have a in--car notice of said recording--but its a great safe guard and deductible with your back to work grant !
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Lot to be said for investing in a high end Dash Cam-twin lens -in and outside car with very clear audio ---just be careful to have a in--car notice of said recording--but its a great safe guard and deductible with your back to work grant !
Then you have a bang and the Thin Blue or Insurance see the notice and insist that you produce the CCTV and if you dont they charge you with interfering with evidence and void your insurance .
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Best thing you will buy for your taxi is cctv.
https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-manchester-49197716 (https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-manchester-49197716)
https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/prison-officer-in-durham-jailed-for-false-rape-claim-tgdqwb8g2 (https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/prison-officer-in-durham-jailed-for-false-rape-claim-tgdqwb8g2)
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Ken did she at least show some leg in her nice outfit?
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Ken did she at least show some leg in her nice outfit?
No, she had jeans on.
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Sure she's back down in the rebel county this week anyway so you get to see her again no doubt.
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Immigrant?
Traveller?
No, neither, she was Irish with a hint of a country accent and no big dangly ear rings.
Even my sister who has a heart of gold weighed in with Hustle.
So you can add 3 more to the Hustle vote above fer me Sister/Small fella and Chungwan.
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Wat ken was actually dealin with ther was some sociopathic
Thrill seeking predatorial opportunistic nut job who hasnt worked a day in her life since she left school at 14 an has been scamming poor cnuts ever since .....
Supprised at ken really but maybe hes just havin a laugh .....
Some good points made there Octy and No, not doing all this fer a laff.
With 20/20 hindsight what I should have asked the lady fer was her address in Kildare, then put that in to google maps where it would show a street photo of the house and then ask her to describe her house.
Or maybe Marky's suggestion of bringing her to Plod to look after would have been a better option.
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Wat ken was actually dealin with ther was some sociopathic
Thrill seeking predatorial opportunistic nut job who hasnt worked a day in her life since she left school at 14 an has been scamming poor cnuts ever since .....
Supprised at ken really but maybe hes just havin a laugh .....
Some good points made there Octy and No, not doing all this fer a laff.
With 20/20 hindsight what I should have asked the lady fer was her address in Kildare, then put that in to google maps where it would show a street photo of the house and then ask her to describe her house.
Or maybe Marky's suggestion of bringing her to Plod to look after would have been a better option.
No matter how clever an cunning these cnuts are ken ......the suggestion of you bringing them to the guards to seek assistance will always out ther character an intentions ....like a ferret down a rabbit hole .....
But of course as ya said hindsight an all that ......
Anyway I dont give charity to nobody .......fuck off is my motto ....nobody will help you wen yur broke and homeless i can 100 % assure ya ....yu mite get a cup of soup an a sandwich off some cunt who works for the homeless charity
As a way of alleviating guilt of some secret heinous past act of thers or a way of meeting the opposite sex an gettin ther hole ....but yull fukin freeze on yur own in the gutter ......
Thers leeches all over the place now all trying to suck the few bob out of yu .....some them do it in Gucci high heels an a twinkle in ther eye but they still rotton cnuts underneath
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I voted genuine for value.
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I voted genuine for value.
Will there be a Christmas party this year ? Probably have to do it on zoom ???
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I think Ken has yis all suckered , probably using all these posts for his next book.
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I voted genuine for value.
Will there be a Christmas party this year ? Probably have to do it on zoom ???
So looking forward to Amsterdam so I was
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kenny are ye gonna concede thatcha were kurt russelled.
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kenny are ye gonna concede thatcha were kurt russelled.
No I'm holding out on hope, she said she be in Cork this Wed and Thurs, if she does not contact me then I will ring her on Friday.
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I voted genuine for value.
I think the 3 Genuine votes are by myself, yourself and John M.
A formidable team !
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I voted genuine for value.
I think the 3 Genuine votes are by myself, yourself and John M.
A formidable team !
I didnt vote Ken
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I voted genuine for value.
I think the 3 Genuine votes are by myself, yourself and John M.
A formidable team !
I didnt vote Ken
OK, I wonder who my other allie is ?
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I voted genuine for value.
I think the 3 Genuine votes are by myself, yourself and John M.
A formidable team !
I didnt vote Ken
OK, I wonder who my other allie is ?
....out an out prize cnut she was ....
" I'm hungry " clinched it for me .....
I wud of ask her to gobble me flute
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Ken to be fair most of us would give a dig out to someone in trouble .Unlike Peter who works in the Factory or Paul who works on the Top Floor we meet all sorts listen to more stories than the Parish Priest .It could be a Hustle or it could be Genuine you played it as you saw it and thats really all that counts .
A good Taxi mate of mine rang me this morning and I gave him the above story in brief and asked him to 'Call It' ?
He sez; "NO, I WON'T CALL IT ! There should be an option 3. You refused to leave a distressed lone woman on the street, you looked after her to the very best of your ability, you brought her to safety, even if it is a scam then you went with your gut and did what you thought was right, your conscience is clear, Well Done !".
I had to take a big gulp after hearing his statement !
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It's mad that ye ask every other taxi driver when most of us would have let her walk away.Yer not a copper.Mind yer own business.End of story.
If I ever describe someone as "slim and pretty" it's not their welfare I'm thinking about.Pervert..
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......out an out prize cnut she was ....
" I'm hungry " clinched it for me .....
I wud of ask her to gobble me flute
I really don't know Octy, by Friday the result will be known.
Grifters don't usually target Taxi men.
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Well Dressed not bad looking .Imagine if it turns out that she once represented Kildare in the Rose of Tralee and knows Ray Darcy and Goes on the Wireless looking to find the kind hearted taxi driver that saved her .Any idea where in Kildare she was from its a big spot with few railway stations .If she was from Naas she would have to walk from Salins I wonder if some Taxi driver in Kildare gave her a lift from the trainstation to her Gaff.
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......out an out prize cnut she was ....
" I'm hungry " clinched it for me .....
I wud of ask her to gobble me flute
I really don't know Octy, by Friday the result will be known.
Grifters don't usually target Taxi men.
I know ken but you have that gullible look about ya
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If I gave that cnut a lift ...an she didnt pay me ....sheed be going home to the caravan in her jeyes fluid with a bad limp .....
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I voted genuine for value.
I think the 3 Genuine votes are by myself, yourself and John M.
A formidable team !
I didnt vote Ken
OK, I wonder who my other allie is ?
Me kenny, i voted genuine because i known there are some genuine cased but honestly ive never met them
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I don't do zoom or face time or any of that nonsense.
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I don't do zoom or face time or any of that nonsense.
Just aswell!!
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...... Me kenny, i voted genuine because i known there are some genuine cased but honestly ive never met them
I have had a few genuine cases over the years, about 1 in 20 I might add.
I honestly thought this one would swing in my favour, but Wednesday has passed with no contact, so not looking too good.
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is there any cctv in the area where you picked her up kenny.
I'd go a loooooooooooooong way to get back at somebody who cunted me over.
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Id say ya have a better chance of getting an audience with the bob hope then you have of hearing from her again.ah fukkit I forgot your not talking to me
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I had a middle aged fella and his misses one night from a wedding in Fota hotel going out to east Cork somewhere.
He requested to pay by card which I told him was fine.
Along the way the talk in the back is; "Do you have the card ?",
"No, you have it".
At journey end the fare is 40 Euro and the card is lost, in their driveway is a saloon car, a people carrier and a load of kids bikes.
Yer-man-o is over aplogetic and runs to the house and comes back with 25Euro in Fivers and coins promising to pay the remainder tomorrow.
I say to him; "Hold on to your few quid, you will need it in the morning fer a sandwich or diesel, you can pay me another day".
He takes all my Douglas street cab details promising to pay the next day.
I went to my mechanic the next morning fer whatever and told him the story, he let loose upon me; "Ya Fookin idiot, would ya not have taken what was on offer ?".
I kinda had a bad feeling after that bollicking but I went home to bed and checked in with the base later that night only to be told over the radio; "A man called in earlier and left 40 Euro here in an envelope fer you".
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No tip, bad form!
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Well ya cant win em all
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Man arrested after pedestrian dies in suspected hit-and-run in Co Kildare https://jrnl.ie/5261815
I thought you went up to kildare looking for her
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is there any cctv in the area where you picked her up kenny.
I'd go a loooooooooooooong way to get back at somebody who cunted me over.
There is loads of CCTV, it happened on 'Pana' or the main street 'Patrick street' in Cork.
Fer 30 notes I couldn't be bother persuing it.
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Man arrested after pedestrian dies in suspected hit-and-run in Co Kildare https://jrnl.ie/5261815
I thought you went up to kildare looking for her
I really shouldn't laugh, but Fookit behave yourself El Tonio rofl
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You have her name go on to Facebook and ask her does she need a taxi this week in Cork .Dont mention the Money .
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Ken yer spending a lot of time thinking about this €30 for someone who doesn't care. I'll send you the money if yer stuck.....probably.
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Hustler all the way, giveaway was she had lost her phone that mysteriously reappeared after netting 30 cool coins. But your good intentions Ken will be repaid by the Lord in a different way. i know its not the money lost that is bothering you, but the dishonesty of some.
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Maybe tonight he will get a bigger job for 40 that won't pay either!
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a few year ago late one thursday I dropped this yungwan home. there was some sort of agro. she'd been chinned by somebody or she was separated from her friends or some dirt. she falls asleep and when I drop her at the address she wakes up. 50 pound on the meter. she's locked out. I've no bag. I've no purse. I've no phone etc. etc. I give her my blower to contact whoever the fuck and she signs in to what's app and contacts some absolute yoke of a thing and I drop her off there. she's no bread either. they're all on the swiss roll. we'll scrounge some dosh together and I'll come and find you tomorrow if i can roll out of the bag before four in the afternoon. so I go home, stripped fully nude and climbed in to the sack and my phone starts going ninety vibrating on the table. she was still signed in to the what's app on my phone and I could see all the messaging going back and forth. "ye shudda just walked away from the taxi", "he does'nt know where ye live anyway" etc. etc. the next day I get a sob story text. I send a message back saying when can you get the bread. I'm reasonable. I know yiz are all deadbeats. the next two couple of days I message her again a few times and she blanked me. I could see on the what's app that the little geebag was out living it up posting pictures in nightclubs. it's clear she's gone rogue. I start looking through all the pictures on her what's app and I found a picture where she was showing her pals she was after passing her driving test and she was brandishing the driver id card at the camera and I blew it up and got the address on it. it was the aulwan's gaff. went around her gaff on the monday and the partner opened the door. I did'nt order a fuckin pizza. nevermind that I says and I gave him the lowdown. very nice chap. that's fuckin disgraceful carry on. but i'm not her father he says. I'm only bending the mother over. about half an hour later my phone starts exploding with messages from her. how dare you this. how dare you that. etc. etc. you musta stroked me purse. there's no way ye knew where me aulwan lived. You're never getting dosh now. She was raging i found out where she lived. I went to the local cop shop. made a cunt of myself. I got the the old I can't intervene between two parties and make her hand over dosh. you could be some prowler or a raving lunatic for all i know the garda tells me. ye look a bit like your man graham dwyer and everything. it went back and forth with the text messages and I ended up telling her to cunt off in the end.
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Definitely a hustle. The "I'm starving as well" bit was it. You should have been on the ball after that. If she was genuine there's no way she'd be hitting for that as well. Anything after that statement is in one ear out the other. Fair play to you though. You didnt know she wasn't genuine when she jumped in.
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Hustler all the way, giveaway was she had lost her phone that mysteriously reappeared after netting 30 cool coins. But your good intentions Ken will be repaid by the Lord in a different way. i know its not the money lost that is bothering you, but the dishonesty of some.
Thank you Sore, you summed it up well.
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a few year ago late one thursday I dropped this yungwan home. there was some sort of agro. she'd been chinned by somebody or she was separated from her friends or some dirt. she falls asleep and when I drop her at the address she wakes up. 50 pound on the meter. she's locked out. I've no bag. I've no purse. I've no phone etc. etc. I give her my blower to contact whoever the fuck and she signs in to what's app and contacts some absolute yoke of a thing and I drop her off there. she's no bread either. they're all on the swiss roll. we'll scrounge some dosh together and I'll come and find you tomorrow if i can roll out of the bag before four in the afternoon. so I go home, stripped fully nude and climbed in to the sack and my phone starts going ninety vibrating on the table. she was still signed in to the what's app on my phone and I could see all the messaging going back and forth. "ye shudda just walked away from the taxi", "he does'nt know where ye live anyway" etc. etc. the next day I get a sob story text. I send a message back saying when can you get the bread. I'm reasonable. I know yiz are all deadbeats. the next two couple of days I message her again a few times and she blanked me. I could see on the what's app that the little geebag was out living it up posting pictures in nightclubs. it's clear she's gone rogue. I start looking through all the pictures on her what's app and I found a picture where she was showing her pals she was after passing her driving test and she was brandishing the driver id card at the camera and I blew it up and got the address on it. it was the aulwan's gaff. went around her gaff on the monday and the partner opened the door. I did'nt order a fuckin pizza. nevermind that I says and I gave him the lowdown. very nice chap. that's fuckin disgraceful carry on. but i'm not her father he says. I'm only bending the mother over. about half an hour later my phone starts exploding with messages from her. how dare you this. how dare you that. etc. etc. you musta stroked me purse. there's no way ye knew where me aulwan lived. You're never getting dosh now. She was raging i found out where she lived. I went to the local cop shop. made a cunt of myself. I got the the old I can't intervene between two parties and make her hand over dosh. you could be some prowler or a raving lunatic for all i know the garda tells me. ye look a bit like your man graham dwyer and everything. it went back and forth with the text messages and I ended up telling her to cunt off in the end.
We could try a driver only banger/runner page. When they tap for a cab, we could wait til they're near the back door and drive off.
Or simply apply a tube of super glue in the keyhole on the hall door.
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a few year ago late one thursday I dropped this yungwan home. there was some sort of agro. she'd been chinned by somebody or she was separated from her friends or some dirt. she falls asleep and when I drop her at the address she wakes up. 50 pound on the meter. she's locked out. I've no bag. I've no purse. I've no phone etc. etc. I give her my blower to contact whoever the fuck and she signs in to what's app and contacts some absolute yoke of a thing and I drop her off there. she's no bread either. they're all on the swiss roll. we'll scrounge some dosh together and I'll come and find you tomorrow if i can roll out of the bag before four in the afternoon. so I go home, stripped fully nude and climbed in to the sack and my phone starts going ninety vibrating on the table. she was still signed in to the what's app on my phone and I could see all the messaging going back and forth. "ye shudda just walked away from the taxi", "he does'nt know where ye live anyway" etc. etc. the next day I get a sob story text. I send a message back saying when can you get the bread. I'm reasonable. I know yiz are all deadbeats. the next two couple of days I message her again a few times and she blanked me. I could see on the what's app that the little geebag was out living it up posting pictures in nightclubs. it's clear she's gone rogue. I start looking through all the pictures on her what's app and I found a picture where she was showing her pals she was after passing her driving test and she was brandishing the driver id card at the camera and I blew it up and got the address on it. it was the aulwan's gaff. went around her gaff on the monday and the partner opened the door. I did'nt order a fuckin pizza. nevermind that I says and I gave him the lowdown. very nice chap. that's fuckin disgraceful carry on. but i'm not her father he says. I'm only bending the mother over. about half an hour later my phone starts exploding with messages from her. how dare you this. how dare you that. etc. etc. you musta stroked me purse. there's no way ye knew where me aulwan lived. You're never getting dosh now. She was raging i found out where she lived. I went to the local cop shop. made a cunt of myself. I got the the old I can't intervene between two parties and make her hand over dosh. you could be some prowler or a raving lunatic for all i know the garda tells me. ye look a bit like your man graham dwyer and everything. it went back and forth with the text messages and I ended up telling her to cunt off in the end.
I know iam a paranoidal scitzo ....but
... " can I use your phone " uttered to me is an instant red flag handbrake
Stop ...
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I wouldn't write her off yet.not from the point of view that she intends to pay,but from the point of view that she sees an opportunity to go in STRONGER next time.she sees Kenny as a soft touch
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Next time yer in Tesco tell them you're hungry and you lost your money and see how long it takes the security to fuk you out.
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A genuine person would have went to the old bill themselves if what she described really happened
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A genuine person would have went to the old bill themselves if what she described really happened
Exactly, or left collateral.
You could try "find my phone" with the number.
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Them kildare women are as rough as fukk
https://www.kildarenow.com/news/kildarenow/587891/woman-arrested-after-taximan-drives-passengers-to-naas-garda-station.html (https://www.kildarenow.com/news/kildarenow/587891/woman-arrested-after-taximan-drives-passengers-to-naas-garda-station.html)
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The Driver snuggled under his tear stained Duvet would she call Oh please call he muttered through shivering lips as he had no Coin for the meter to turn on the heat .He tossed and turned grabbing handfulls of Four Togg fiber filled Duvet and clasping it tight around his stooped Shoulders .Oh Please call he said in a silent whimper .Looking down to the foot of the bed his big toe stuck out from under the duvet Oh if only I had an old Coat to trow over the bottom of the bed to keep me feet warm an old Purple coat like you wore he thought as the image of the Lillywhite beauty from the weekend reflected on the tearstained lenz of his left eye through the Prysm of his stored memory of the Brief Encounter at the Trainstation .He was Trevor Howard to her Celia oh Celia thats what I will Call you ,you can be my Celia .The Phone rang its ring echoed like the Shandon Bells .He jumped up from his groggy slumber HELLO he chirped down the phone a Ladies voice Smooth soothing serenading in its smoothness gently asked Kenneth do you mind if I call you Ken ?He replied Nottt atttt allll.She chirped Its about the Money .Kenneth was happy his faith in goodness and kindness was restored the lady was ringing about the money .The line from a song sprang into his mind .It was from the Curragh of Kildare Ken remembered hearing it sang before the 1997 Budwiser Irish Derby at the Curragh .A livery Ill wear as I fold back your Hair, was all of the song line he could remember but now the Lillywhite Lady was ringing, was she in Cork would they meet would he run his fingers through her hair .Then once again her dulcet tone echoed from Kens non taxi grab app friendly phone .Kenneth she muttered breathlessly .Like I was saying to you Kenneth its about the Money ,Im Bridie Gargan fron Vodaphone .Are you spending to much money on your present Telephone Package we here at Vodaphone have a range of super Phone and data deals available to taxi drivers .The splash of tears reached the bedroom floor long before the crash of phone off the bedroom wall as Kenneth flung the Phone twords the picture of the sacred heart that hung above his dressing table that house the statue of the Child of Prague .
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Can anyone guess a twist in the tale? the lady was a trans
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A strange twist in the tale.
I rang her this evening at 5pm after no contact on Wed or Thurs and the phone rings out, no big surprise and I was about to concede defeat.
Then my phone rings 5 minutes later, it's Emma T sounding a bit 'Brahms and Liste' and telling me how bad her week was and how she was now back home in Waterford !! and how she was meeting her daughter and taking her dog fer a walk, Etc...
I cut to the chase; "How about paying me back the 30Euro I gave you last Sunday morning ?".
She is all apologies and thanks fer looking after me so well and tells me that she will be on the 11am train to Cork on Friday morning and will meet me in the city to repay the money.
I did put it to her; "If this is a Hustle then just tell me and we let it go",
But she replies; "No, No, No, I will repay you."
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Ah common we all want a happy ending something like this .Dawn was breaking over Patrick Street only a lone Red Dog Fox poised in the middle of the road taking in the smell of raw sewage from the recent floods and a Lone taxi driver sitting prime on the Panna waiting on one more fare to make coin .The silence was broken by a loud snap Coming from the back seat of the taxi .Ken the Driver startled as he never noticed the passenger getting in as he concentrated on the Dog Fox he thought he recognize the snapping sound it reminded him of the sound he heard when a 7 month old Brindle Greyhound Bitch he was training broke a hock it was a sickning sound .ken lifted his eye slowly twords the rearview mirror and all he could see was a Purple haze and out of that haze came a sound ."Hello Ken will ya have a bit of me Kit Kat im fucking starving there was no food on the Train down from Salins .Ken perked up it was her the dusky beauty from Kildare ."Take us to the train Ken and Ill settle up with you for last week .Ken knocked on the meter and headed for Ceannt Station humming silently to the air of the Curragh of Kildare .He reached the Station and the Lillywhite slid him a bullseye ,"Keep the Change Ken your a good man " .Ken drove away back to Douglas and home .He thought the lads will say the fuck you got a Bullseye Ken and wouldnt believe him do Ken there and then decided he would never divulge the secret of the Purple Coated Princess .
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Ermy did ya ever think of writing a book ?
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A strange twist in the tale.
I rang her this evening at 5pm after no contact on Wed or Thurs and the phone rings out, no big surprise and I was about to concede defeat.
Then my phone rings 5 minutes later, it's Emma T sounding a bit 'Brahms and Liste' and telling me how bad her week was and how she was now back home in Waterford !! and how she was meeting her daughter and taking her dog fer a walk, Etc...
I cut to the chase; "How about paying me back the 30Euro I gave you last Sunday morning ?".
She is all apologies and thanks fer looking after me so well and tells me that she will be on the 11am train to Cork on Friday morning and will meet me in the city to repay the money.
I did put it to her; "If this is a Hustle then just tell me and we let it go",
But she replies; "No, No, No, I will repay you."
you've a better chance of giving anna kournikova a dirty sanchez than getting that bread your owed kenner.
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Ermy did ya ever think of writing a book ?
He couldn't afford a proofreader, although that doesn't stop some. 8)
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It's a spoofreader that's required here!!
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It's a spoofreader that's required here!!
Ive never SPOKEN a lie on here .
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Wouldn’t bother me arse meeting up with her.
Tell her stick it in the post to Penny Dinners with your name on it.
Another good deed done for you.
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Wouldn’t bother me arse meeting up with her.
Tell her stick it in the post to Penny Dinners with your name on it.
Another good deed done for you.
There'd be as much chance of her doing that as meeting Ken off the Hogwart Express with a rain coat and a rose....
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Though she lived in kildare?
Cork, Kildare and Waterford during a lockdown, i can only imagine what milage she done BC
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Though she lived in kildare?
Cork, Kildare and Waterford during a lockdown, i can only imagine what milage she done BC
Big Dommos sisters youngone was married to a fella from Leixlip and they had a caravan in Tramore .Your trying to make a molehill out of a mole hill Anto .Give Ken a bit of room for the next chapter .Its obvious she is working cross country to get back to Belker .The next chapter will start something like .I had just finished a twenty five hour shift I started earlier today .When I decided to stop for a slash by the wall of the English market and I was fucking flabbergasted .There she was yer one in the Purple coat from Kildare and Waterford with a man in her mouth .I was vexxed I was verry vexed .I knew the man in her mouth he was a friend of mine ,should I say something .What would I say ."Yer one ripped me off for thirty notes .He would probably say "I got a gobble for a fiver what do you mean she ripped you off shure Big Dommo couldnt get a Gobble in the Flats for less than a fiver ,how did she rip you off ?
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Though she lived in kildare?
Cork, Kildare and Waterford during a lockdown, i can only imagine what milage she done BC
Big Dommos sisters youngone was married to a fella from Leixlip and they had a caravan in Tramore .Your trying to make a molehill out of a mole hill Anto .Give Ken a bit of room for the next chapter .Its obvious she is working cross country to get back to Belker .The next chapter will start something like .I had just finished a twenty five hour shift I started earlier today .When I decided to stop for a slash by the wall of the English market and I was fucking flabbergasted .There she was yer one in the Purple coat from Kildare and Waterford with a man in her mouth .I was vexxed I was verry vexed .I knew the man in her mouth he was a friend of mine ,should I say something .What would I say ."Yer one ripped me off for thirty notes .He would probably say "I got a gobble for a fiver what do you mean she ripped you off shure Big Dommo couldnt get a Gobble in the Flats for less than a fiver ,how did she rip you off ?
Yosser all mad fuks ::) ::sleep
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I think it might be a hustle....but then again she may be spoofing.....
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Ken and his heart of gold will be his undoing in the taxi game!! lol
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Though she lived in kildare?
Cork, Kildare and Waterford during a lockdown, i can only imagine what milage she done BC
Big Dommos sisters youngone was married to a fella from Leixlip and they had a caravan in Tramore .Your trying to make a molehill out of a mole hill Anto .Give Ken a bit of room for the next chapter .Its obvious she is working cross country to get back to Belker .The next chapter will start something like .I had just finished a twenty five hour shift I started earlier today .When I decided to stop for a slash by the wall of the English market and I was fucking flabbergasted .There she was yer one in the Purple coat from Kildare and Waterford with a man in her mouth .I was vexxed I was verry vexed .I knew the man in her mouth he was a friend of mine ,should I say something .What would I say ."Yer one ripped me off for thirty notes .He would probably say "I got a gobble for a fiver what do you mean she ripped you off shure Big Dommo couldnt get a Gobble in the Flats for less than a fiver ,how did she rip you off ?
Shes probably a cousin or some relative of kens, after all wasn't his mother one of the murphys from Waterford?
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Was it today that ken was going find out he was robbed ?
Wats the verdict ken ....?.
Speaking of butter wouldnt melt in her mouth ....
https://news.sky.com/story/lucy-letby-nurse-accused-of-murdering-eight-babies-at-hospital-appears-in-court-12131747
Look of the angelic face on this one ? Yu never know do yu
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The rain fell on Cork City splashing off the empty City Streets as if the Lord Himself was shedding a tear .The Pall of sadness cast a dark shadow the Purple Coated Princess had failed to return the kindness of the caring taxi driver .The last the driver had seen of his score and a bit was when the Purple Coated Princess from Kildare or Wexford had shuffled away up the steps of Ceannt Station her crubby little fingers clasping the Score and more that the kind hearted Cavalier had loaned her to help her escape from her dementor and return to the Green Rolling Flatlands of Kilcullen or Kilcock .It wasent the first time a man had parted with hard earned coin cohersed by an arse in a well fitted pair of Levis and a colourfull cape ..The saddened Taxi driver sucked on his bottom lip dissapointed that his milk of human kindness has soured that the decision to help Emma from Kildare of Wexford had turned out to be no more than trickery Dissapointed by the outcome of events the Driver remove from the inside pocket of his body warmer a small Hailo diary from yesteryear that he recieved as a Christmas present from a fellow Knight of the Road back in the inaugural taxi drivers Christmas pissup and a Green Stubby Paddy Power ballpoint Pen .He began to write a note a short note to remind him not to part so easily with his hard earned .He sat transfixed looking at the lines etched across the page of the Hailo Diary .He was just about to scratch "Will ya cop the fuck on to yourself ya Langer "on to the paper but no that was not his style he was more articulate than that .After a long pause to reflect on the Purple Princess and how she relieved him of his score and more .He wrote ."Keep the Dog for the hard road and the pup for the path "That was to remind him he would never be made a pup of again by a woman in her forties with a well fitting pair of jeans and a Purple Coat .The driver then thought "Ah fuck that Jackeen Bollox John M will state the fucking obvious he will probably say Ken your not the first man that ever got done for thirty sure thats the amount of coin Judas got for doing the dirt on Jesus .Heading home after another dire shift on the flooded streets of Cork pulling into the Garage on the Douglas Road for smokes and a carton of Milk .A cold wet bedraggled homeless man sheltering under the Garage canopy to stay dry asked "Have you got change Sir for a Cup of Coffee .The driver looked wide eyed at him and tossed him a coin .The driver a decent man was not going to let the deceit of the Purple Coated Princess destroy his better nature but he was also not going to let this boyo begging in the garage make a fool of him either as the coin he flicked to him tumbled through the air .The driver said "I dont think the Coffee Shop your looking for opens till after ten ".
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Can ya write sonething about Dommo meets the purple coated princess,I could do with a laugh
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Can ya write sonething about Dommo meets the purple coated princess,I could do with a laugh
What the Fuck would Big Dommo be doing in Cork ?sure its 1979 since he crossed the Liffey .The only way yer one would of gotten 30 out of Big Dommo was if he was breaking a 50 for her .
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Yeah but can ya not invent a story just this once
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Yeah but can ya not invent a story just this once
Me invent ,make up stuff never .But I will tell you of the only time Big Dommo got caught for a few Coins .Her name was Bridgit Kinnahan she was from Brunswick Street and Dommo met her for Porter he was drinking Pints of Harp and she was on the Pernod and Black or as we called them in the Flats Leg Openers .They met in the Bark Kitchen and The Big man was all dressed up Wrangler Jacket with matching Strides well polished Docs and a lovely blue check shirt I remember the shirt it was mine I loaned it to him I paid four pound for it in Even Stevens in Capel Street .Anyway Dommo bought her porter and at about half ten they left .Now Big Dommo was only about nineteen and a half at the time and some oul fella in the Jacks in the Bark Kitchen told him yer wan was a whore now Dommo knew that Paulie Brady from the other block told him about her and Big Dommo decided he would go and give it a whirl .Anyway Big Dommo and Bridgie walk around from the Quays twords Brunswick Street and Dommo had a Denim pocket full of teenage horn .Bridget says Can ya loan me a tenner and Big Dommo thought that was code for its going to cost you a tenner for a portion of the Pink Palace ,so he handed her over two Fivers and walked twords her Gaff on the Brunner .Then some old lad pretending to be Bridgets oulfella came out of the Gaff and told Dommo to fuck off Bridget was not supposed to be out as she had to help her mother with the ironing .Big Dommo knew straight away he had been mugged he went back to the Flats and kept his mouth shut never told anybody only me and I never told anybody until today Dollyer .I couldnt see Big Dommo holding court in the Pramsheds or on the stairs in the flats and telling Tommy Two Scars,Billy the Bastard ,Nodger or Dead Andy that he had been ripped of by a woman in well fitting jeans and Ironically and I know you will know Dollyer I wouldnt lie of exaggerate for effect but a double breasted Purple blazer from Collette Modes on Georges Street .
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Sounds familiar,I know somebody from cork who was ripped off recently,a taxi driver.shelled 30 sovs to a purple princess.this driver is not talking to me,so I cant name him
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To be fair to Ken he did what he thought was right and I suppose most of us would give somebody a helping hand .I picked up a Youngone in Ballyfermot one night after having a row with her fella .She stopped me at the Roundabout on Kylemore asked how much to Kildare Town I said about a ton .She said drop us around to me mates gaff on the Parade .Her mate wasent in so she said Drop me to Mc Donalds Ill sit in there all night As we passed a House on Kylemore she said I use to live in there and I asked are you Terrys Daughter she said yes .I knew her Da years ago he use to get me and my mates casual work .So I asked how much have you got she said about a score I was going to get the bus home tomorrow .So I said give us the score for Diesel and I ran her home .Taxi driving is a Cunt of a job sometimes .I worked a Day shift once First job a fella from Jamses street going to the strip at the back of Capel street to be washed and have his bed linen washed and see a Doctor supplied by the Vinos .Then a young Girl going to meet her Boyfriend from a hostel to Smithfield she didnt recognise the bloke who knocked on the car window to pay me as her boyfriend then a Job from Heuston to the Airport Two pricks talking about the millions they would make in commission when the sale of Eir went through and badmouthing the Directors of Eir that deal collapsed and their commission went down the shitter.If we ever lost our humanity you couldnt do this job .Throwing a crust in somebodies direction is good for the head and the Sole sometimes .As I posted earlier I recon Ken will still Flip somebody a dollor for a can or smokes .If your what we refer to as a decent cunt then you are a decent cunt your going to get stung every now and then .
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Veey true
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https://youtu.be/3ZyT6QW5Pdo
Do it!!!
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Woman taken to hospital with 'serious injuries' after assault in Cork city (https://www.rte.ie/news/regional/2020/1115/1178291-cork-assault/)
Ken must be slowing up, the cops got there before he could. Maybe he can give her a lift home for free once she gets out of hospital :P
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A strange twist in the tale.
I rang her this evening at 5pm after no contact on Wed or Thurs and the phone rings out, no big surprise and I was about to concede defeat.
Then my phone rings 5 minutes later, it's Emma T sounding a bit 'Brahms and Liste' and telling me how bad her week was and how she was now back home in Waterford !! and how she was meeting her daughter and taking her dog fer a walk, Etc...
I cut to the chase; "How about paying me back the 30Euro I gave you last Sunday morning ?".
She is all apologies and thanks fer looking after me so well and tells me that she will be on the 11am train to Cork on Friday morning and will meet me in the city to repay the money.
I did put it to her; "If this is a Hustle then just tell me and we let it go",
But she replies; "No, No, No, I will repay you."
No show on Friday and I had all but given up, rang her once over the weekend and got 'number not in service' which I reckoned was that she had blocked me.
Just about to concede defeat on here I said I would try her once more and it came up as 'number busy' which I reckoned was game over.
As I'm reading the updates on this topic my phone rings, it's Emma T again sounding 'Two sheets to the Wind' at 5pm of a Monday and telling me that she will repay the money later in the week or can post it on to me if I text her my address and then she adds; "But remind me on Wednesday when I get paid and I'll go to the GPO and post it to you straight away".
I dunno ! She was wandering the streets of Cork at 8am of a Sunday morning without a pot to piss in and pissed as a coot both times she rang me on Thurs and Mon evenings at 5pm. I reckon this woman has a lot of problems going on but I doubt she was a Hustler/Grifter but just a woman in a time of strife. I doubt she will repay me and I won't pursue it any further rather than to text her my address and a reminder as requested next Wednesday.
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I've learned the hard way that if you don't get dosh you're owed within 24 hours you're never getting it.
I think everybody will agree.
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As I said Ken we all try to do what we can to help people but sometimes you get caught out .Could of been worse could of been a score and a score more .
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As I said Ken we all try to do what we can to help people but sometimes you get caught out .Could of been worse could of been a score and a score more .
I dunno John M, the woman seems adamant about repaying me but has done nothing she promised so far.
I did tell her today when she rang me; "If your not going to pay me, then tell me, no worries, I'll let it go",
But she replied; "No no no, I will repay you, you were very good to me".
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Did you tell her I'm on Genuine?
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Did you tell her I'm on Genuine?
LOL rofl
I'll text her my address as a reminder this Wednesday and if I hear or recieve nothing by next Monday,
then I'll call it as Game Over.
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It was game over the second she hit you for grub money ken. That there was a sure sign of a hungry (no pun intended) cnut. You should've fooked her out on the side of the road after that blatant attempt to rob you.
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Text her fukall Ken....put it down to you being a decent cunt and forget her.....you'll no doubt catch her again....but next time get double the fare up front....and give her fukall else!!
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Sounds to me like she might have a dink peoblem,God help her
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Send her your address so she has somewhere to Crash next time she misses the train .Tell her the spare key is under the flower pot .
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Full name Emma Peel.
And yes Ken, I've been there before. A yoke I picked up from Beaumont to the Brig. She went into an apartment block to get the money, never to be seen again.
The local cop told me, Megan Lawlor, 9 Baron's house Hall was shacked up with a FN and I'd be lucky to get a red cent out of her (Benefit scrounger).
She'd fallen asleep on a sunbed while just having the ONE can of Dutch gold apparently. Just so she can look like the baby!
We live and learn.
https://www.facebook.com/megan.lawlor.900 (https://www.facebook.com/megan.lawlor.900)
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Immigrant?
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Full name Emma Peel.
And yes Ken, I've been there before. A yoke I picked up from Beaumont to the Brig. She went into an apartment block to get the money, never to be seen again.
The local cop told me, Megan Lawlor, 9 Baron's house Hall was shacked up with a FN and I'd be lucky to get a red cent out of her (Benefit scrounger).
She'd fallen asleep on a sunbed while just having the ONE can of Dutch gold apparently. Just so she can look like the baby!she was shacked up with a FN ? are that fukin crowd renting out apartments as well ?
We live and learn.
https://www.facebook.com/megan.lawlor.900 (https://www.facebook.com/megan.lawlor.900)
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Text her fukall Ken....put it down to you being a decent cunt and forget her.....you'll no doubt catch her again....but next time get double the fare up front....and give her fukall else!!
+1,just start forgetting about her and do yourself a favour,we've all been caught by something similar through the years and the likelihood of her coughing up the dosh are zilch.
She will keep stringing you along and has no intention of paying and now she will have your address.
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Yeah Ken... burds and stringin you along....there's a pattern emerging!! lol
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Sleep did not come easy to Kenneth .The sound of Petrus and Ivan crashing the Brown Compostable waste bins onto the lifting gear at the back of the bin truck had disturbed his shallow sleep not deep rem sleep but shallow breathless sleep .Ken had drifted away after nearly fourthy minutes struggling for peace agitated by Nicotine and Caffeine he had consumed after another fruitless night shift on the Boulivard of Broken Dreams that was Cork City .The Panna, Mc Curtin Street all void of people .Ken had struggled to wrestle rest for his tortured sole .He had tried counting sheep but that never worked as he always replaced the sheep in the dungeon of his mind with counting taxi fares .Tonight's Coffee was Black as Ken had used up the carton on milk he bought in the Garage on the Douglas Road on Sunday Night .Lying on his bed his, strong workboots cast across the floor and his Cordoroy slacks hanging listlessly off the back of the chair beside the dresser that acted as a plinth for his statue of the Child of Prague .Once again Ken tried for rest for sleep to dream .He started to hum in his head ."Mo milk today my babys gone away la la la la la la ..Then there she was invading his slumber messing with his fragile mind the Purple Coated Princess with the well fitting denims from the week before last week .Like a Mairmaid luring ancient mariners onto the rocks and into danger ,She was goading Ken seducing him with unwritten promise of unmentioned reward if only he would send her his address .Tormented he wondered was she going to really send me my score and more or was there more to the score if only I sent her my address .The Purple Princess was now tattooed on the cortex of Kens mind playing with his very sanity .What if I dont send her me address Ill never get me score and more back but if I do I might get more than I bargained for .Sleep finally descended deep restful sleep .The cell door of restfulness had slammed shut keeping Ken safe from the Purple Coated Princess until the call of his ageing bladder would awaken him for a piss then once again the vista of the Purple Coated Princess would once again visit and those funny familiar forgotten feelings would come walking all over his mind .The Cute Whore Jackeen John M smirked to himself as he thought how many of you who read this are now humming Hermans Hermits or Engelbert Humperdink Songs .
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Oh how romantic
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Oh how romantic
You read it?
Kudos!
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Ah in fairness the erm is entertaining,but then again I used to think des o conner was entertaining
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do ye remember the stan boardman fokkers joke he told des o'connor. brilliant.
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No dont remember
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FFS, most of the lads on here can't remember what they posted yesterday.
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do ye remember the stan boardman fokkers joke he told des o'connor. brilliant.
He got fooked off live TV forever after telling that gag.
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It's like the fukin Bermuda Triangle in here....which is probably pretty much like the Auld Triangle in fairness!!
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It's like the fukin Bermuda Triangle in here....which is probably pretty much like the Auld Triangle in fairness!!
Its my party and Ill cry if I want to .Birthday day 9PM and Im talking to aged old unemployed men from me box room ..I hope you got a Mirror for your birthday give you a new friend .
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I'm fully employed John....neck of ye!! lol
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I have a day meself 5 doors locks and handles and possibly new Rail and spindles.
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FFS, most of the lads on here can't remember what they posted yesterday
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Wheres the box room.....who turned the light off???
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Nothing in the post today, so I will call it as Hustle and I got caught.
I really don't think the woman is a pro-grifter but rather just some one down on her luck and trying to drink her way out of it.
I'll leave her be and not ever text or ring her again, she I reckon has more problems than me.
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the filthy dirty cunt.
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the filthy dirty cunt.
Laffin
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She is definitely a "pro grifter" ken, so much so that she has you feeling sorry for her. Now that's a pro. What was that saying again. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he doesn't exist. The same could be applied to that absolute fooking toe rag. I'm starving, have ye got grub money too. The cheeky bitch. Definite pro ken.
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...... She approaches me on the street saying; "I've been beaten and robbed, I just need to get home to Kildare, ...
.... Then my phone rings .... , it's Emma T sounding a bit 'Brahms and Liste' and telling me how bad her week was and how she was now back home in Waterford !! .......
https://www.rte.ie/radio/podcasts/22415222-bonus-breaking-irish-gardai-arrest-samantha-coo/ (https://www.rte.ie/radio/podcasts/22415222-bonus-breaking-irish-gardai-arrest-samantha-coo/)
After the Real Carrie Jade documentary was aired on RTE and with the mention of both Kildare and Waterford in it, I think that it was Samantha Cookes that I met that morning in November 2020.
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Go back to your opening post
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