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| | The Knacker-rabble - icecube’s keep |
 | | Down Dame street, just outside the bank of Ireland, in an unbecomingly ratty mood, and this circa 10-year old knacker kid jumps out in front of me to give me a shock - being totally distracted with other concerns (intellectual things, like kittens and shades of paint), his plan totally succeeded. |
 | | Then, he looked at me and laughed; my instinctive reaction was, reasonably enough for his behaviour, to throw him in front of the oncoming traffic, but, alas my inhibitions/virtues kicked in then, and I was left, just thinking: "What a fucking knacker". |
 | | And *then*, to make things manifold less acceptable to me, his parents(I presume), who had been walking behind him, started laughing as well. |
| www.maths.tcd.ie /~icecube/2006/04/the-knacker-rabble (382 words) |
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