It seems the Taoiseach elect, Enda Kenny, rings sick people up to see how they are and is more than willing to stay on the phone until they get tired and make up a lie to get rid of him.
"Sorry Enda, somebody at the door. Probably your bloody canvassers ho ho"
He also delights infants, remembers the first name of everyone who hes ever met, and brings small road kill animals back to life with his sheer sense of self righteousness. All of this and more was revealed on the Joe Duffy Love Enda fest show yesterday. In fact, it seems Ireland has found her knight in shining armour, the saintly, old king archetype hero who will lead us out of our downfall and into the light. Incredibly, hes been right in front of us our whole lives.
Yeah, he was the one we were poking fun and laughing at, the one we said was a bloody eejit and would never amount to anything. We were wrong apparently. How could our very own west of Ireland Gandhi, our Mayo Charlemagne have been so tasteless to us for so long?
Its kind of like the secret millionaire, except instead of giving someone in need a big bail out, hes going to give it to rotten banks and cut the crap out of the thousands of vulnerable citizens in this nation. Am I being overly negative about Enda? Is it because my party didnt make it in? Maybe. I guess I have those old recession blues again. Maybe Enda could ring me up and make it all better.
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