cNutgroist

Saying that, I saw a grown chavette piking away in a busy Grafton St today, wearing an immaculate bright red shellsuit, a good fiver's worth of make-up and a sun-visor reigning in her bleached curly perm, holding out an empty cup and literally chasing people down as they walked past her.
If you're going to pretend you need the money love make the effort to look like you need it for food and clothing at least. Not Bacardi Breezers, Superkings and a week in Faliraki or wherever you filthy unterschwein go and fuck eachother these days.
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