Irish Conversation in a Dublin Pub #12
Lost
-Excuse me ladies
-Excuse me ladies, me arse
-What time is it?
-Three, ten after, just turned
-Have you found me a route yet?
-No. You’re going to get hopelessly lost
-Oh don’t say that, jaze
-Ok. You’re going to get hopefully lost
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