Jesus Christ, says Pat. Whatever ya do, will ya go out and feckin vote?
Sure! shout the Plain People of Limerick. Who will we vote for?
Well, says Pat, you could always vote for me. Of course, you could vote for someone else too, but I’m nearly 100% honest and that’s a lot better than the other gobshites.
Fair play to ya Pat. You’ll take no shit.
I’ll take no shit at all, says Pat. No feckin shit. I understand most of the issues.
You do, Pat. You do.
I do. And I mean most of what I say. There’s a change for ya!
What are your policies, Pat?
No more shit! That’s my policy. I’m sick of this shit, and I promise to try and change it. I’ll do my best anyway, and if I’m no good, you can always kick me out next time.
Pat, you couldn’t be worse than the gobshites we have.
True, says Pat. I couldn’t do a worse job than this crowd. Take a chance — what have you got to lose? We’re already in the shit, thanks to this crowd. Kick ‘em out and give me a chance. I might be no good, but you’ll never find out till you try me, and at least I’ll take no shit.
Good man, Pat. You talk no shit.
No shit, says Pat. No more feckin shit.
