I can’t walk into the lecture hall now without a gang of entitled posh-boys singing th at song at me. I’d avoid them but the girls in the clique are fly, bro (it’s fecking contagious) and they’ve adopted me as their pet culchie. (At least I think that’s what she said – it can he hard to tell with the American accent.) My daughter is breaking my heart. How can I persuade my daughter there is nothing wrong with a drink on a Friday night?

Source: Irish Examiner October 17, 2024 20:00 UTC