Waaahhahahahaa! Rodney suffering through Irish classes. Sweet suffering Jesus, there's an image.
I know it's bad form to laugh at your own stuff, but I swear, the thoughts of Rodney learning Irish - and probably being taught by some ancient harridan of a Sr Concepta or a Sr Majella - made me giggle so much to myself I started hiccuping in the library. He would just bitch so much about declensions and an Modh Coinníollach; but he'd secretly love it because he could use it to insult foreigners on those rare occasions when he didn't want them to know exactly what he was saying. (Good for note taking, too; because while Kavanagh was forever going on about his Irish heritage, all he could do was mispronounce sláinte; Rodney delights in ostentatiously leaving research notes around the labs, where he knows Kavanagh would steal them if he could just understand what they meant)
He'd definitely be a Dub. Northside, somewhere old and middle-class, like Drumcondra or Clontarf. Went to a rugby school on the Southside, maybe Blackrock.
Oh lord. That's so amusing. He'd have the entitlement thing, definitely; I'm just trying to imagine him in one of the rugby schools with the rest of the D4 crowd. That's too funny.
Now I'm wondering if John watches TG4, knows all the announcers' families. And Rodney groans every time he turns it on, but secretly enjoys Ros na Rún.
John probably does; I'm sure deep down, he's still a bit of a Gaeilgeoir. And I have a deep suspicion that Rodney knows every plot twist and character relationship that's ever happened on Ros na Rún. He's probably even got a bit of a sick thing for Fair City; but then again, we can't expect him to have standards in everything. ;)
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I know it's bad form to laugh at your own stuff, but I swear, the thoughts of Rodney learning Irish - and probably being taught by some ancient harridan of a Sr Concepta or a Sr Majella - made me giggle so much to myself I started hiccuping in the library. He would just bitch so much about declensions and an Modh Coinníollach; but he'd secretly love it because he could use it to insult foreigners on those rare occasions when he didn't want them to know exactly what he was saying. (Good for note taking, too; because while Kavanagh was forever going on about his Irish heritage, all he could do was mispronounce sláinte; Rodney delights in ostentatiously leaving research notes around the labs, where he knows Kavanagh would steal them if he could just understand what they meant)
He'd definitely be a Dub. Northside, somewhere old and middle-class, like Drumcondra or Clontarf. Went to a rugby school on the Southside, maybe Blackrock.
Oh lord. That's so amusing. He'd have the entitlement thing, definitely; I'm just trying to imagine him in one of the rugby schools with the rest of the D4 crowd. That's too funny.
Now I'm wondering if John watches TG4, knows all the announcers' families. And Rodney groans every time he turns it on, but secretly enjoys Ros na Rún.
John probably does; I'm sure deep down, he's still a bit of a Gaeilgeoir. And I have a deep suspicion that Rodney knows every plot twist and character relationship that's ever happened on Ros na Rún. He's probably even got a bit of a sick thing for Fair City; but then again, we can't expect him to have standards in everything. ;)