Dublin
Date:
27th January 2007
Report:
Dave Francis
Return of the Fab 4
2007 has thusfar been a year of the return of many great things. First it was Rocky, later this year it'll be Shrek, Beverly Hills Cop and the Clintons. But last weekend outshone them all. Whisper it softly folks. CASA IS BACK!
Three years have passed since the last stonely mission. Brians site reads "hopefully well be on another stone mission very soon". Cant live on hope Brian! In the time that has passed, alot has happened. Saddam has been executed, Chelsea have become the new daddys of the premier, and I have moved back to Athlone to expand my zombie empire. As i write this, only Brian has joined, but his pulling power will surely drag Peckers ass over here. The CASA members, now educated to the last (especially me) would use their new found wisdom to discover places of interest in "the forgotten counties", among them Carlow, Kilkenny and Laois.
So CASA eh? Well after weeks of drawing and redrawing polans of attack, calculating mileage and Joe bashing, we decided that wed make it a marathon journey. 6 counties, 2 days! Naas was the place for our base (London!) and in lieu of an ass and cart, we decided to use Brians new wheels as a mode of Transport, the William Tell Overture as our CASA anthem, and the space where Joe used to sit in the car as our home for the MP3 player. A big test for the Seat Leon as the AA routeplanner promised us a near-700KM journey! 4 men, 2 days, 6 stones. This is their story....
Dublin
So we started off our journey in Athlone. Pecker, having come up the night
before had won the right to sit beside Brian in the front after a marathon
Mario Kart session. My character, Donkey Kong seemd more interested in Bananas
on the track than in raping Pecker's Yoshi the dinosaur. He might have changed
his mind if he checked out Brians video! But anyways im sidetracking here...
We left for Naas at 8am full of life and stuck on "Black Betty"
by Ram Jam. The long awaited CASA trip had begun.
Pecker had brought a mix cd of what can only be described as a mixed bag. Class tunes such as Gay Bar and End of a Century by Blur were ruined by Peckers "I am gay" confirmation duet of Queen and The Eagles. My theory is that you can like one of them, but not both. At least he didnt stick on David Jaysus Bowie!
Onto Naas where we deposited Urine and withdrew JP from his humble home. We left for Dublin and me and JP played and fought like ickle kids in the back seat with the mp3 player. The city was surprisingly quiet as we headed for Pheonix Park and the Zoo. It was like theyd laid out a red carpet, and cleared the roadway for the returning CASA members. A short walk in the freeziung cold (and a €14 admission fee) led us into the Zoo. Pecker had promised me a masturbating monkey to greet us, but alas, we must have arrived there a bit late (he came early).
Among the highlights of the zoo was an over-sexed Orang Utang hanging from the ceiling of his cage holding a little baby Orang Utang and a Gorilla beating his chest and hitting his head off the wall. Massive crack altogether skobo! Moving along, more monkeys and a few lazy tigers. Some of these animals are just not suited to entertainment! My fave was the penguins. They waddled over to myself and JP and did a dance in unison with each other. Really cute and if i ever marry an animal, itl be a penguin.
The lads grabbed a spongy pizza while i helped myself to some wedges. We moved along to a couple of sleeping smelly Hippos. Lazy bastards. I wanted my money back at this stage! We also seen some legendary Meerkats. One looks for danger while the others hunt. Although what danger hed find in a cage is beyond me! Fierce cool though.
Collecting our first stone in 3 years proved a hasardous task. Inside a bird sanctuary, we decided to lean over the edge of one of the birds habitats and pick one up without getting caught by the staff and other visitors. However, we all managed it gloriously. With stones in hand, we combined them to light the CASA flame that had been out for far too long. Back to the car and we blasted out William Tell with the windows open. Many a "normie" was looking at us cock-eyed, especially when Brian was driving in the wrong lane, but as i stated
"We are CASA. We dont need to drive in the right lane."
We moved along our nations capital en route south to Wicklow and Glendalough one stone richer.
