My non-Irish dance frens: what’s the big deal about March???
Me, an Irish Dancer: *TRANSCENDS THROUGH DIMENSIONS TO A REALITY WHERE ONLY ST. PATRICK’S DAY TRAD SET IS PLAYING ON REPEAT, NIGHTMARES ABOUT SLIPPERY ASS PERFORMANCES STAGES, WALKING INTO THE GROCERY STORE IN YA WIG AND THE CASHIER IS GONNA GIVE U T H E L O O K , ‘IS THAT UR REAL HAIR’ SHE’LL SAY.
i L O V E getting discounted as a true athlete all the time!! because i break bones for this sport but i still am expected to walk on that stage and do a 2-minute set like it’s literally a walk down the runway, yet for years i had to watch cry baby cutler limp off the field if he hurt his finger in the first quarter. catch me walking off stage like my foot isn’t broken, choking down some advil in between rounds, and still putting a pageant smile on my face while i hit the floor so hard it shakes your core. dancers are badass as hell but we still have to look like artists while doing everything you can do but we do it better and you have the audacity to tell me i’m not an athlete and this isn’t a sport. fine. let me be so good, so flawless that it looks that easy. so easy that when i tell you to try it, you break more bones than me. kiss my swarovski covered ass.
I know pretty much everyone on Irish Tumblr seems to have come across my post about the unintentionally scary Welcome to Kill Village sign but I’d like to bring to your attention that we also have Emo Village in Co. Laois, Ireland. I always wonder if tourists drive through there expecting everyone to be blaring MCR and only ending their texts in Rawr XD. The headlines about that place are hilarious.
Emo is also the name of a well known petrol station chain here but for some reason there are no Emo petrol stations actually in Emo.
My fave thing about the petrol stations is that their logo unintentionally kinda looks like those emo side fringes:
I think I might start a Tumblr series on funny place names here