Let Meeeeeee....
... educate you.

If you don't know who Dylan Moran is, you need educating.
Dylan (we are on first name terms) is the famous Irish comedian. He who is always drunk. Even on stage. He has mad Irish hair and drinks lots of red wine. He appeared in the comedy series Black Books as the mad, chain-smoking, constantly drunk bookshop owner. You may also know him from his stand-up show, Monster, which you can buy HERE on DVD.
If you are truly intruiged about his roguish good looks, click HERE to see him. Or another DYLAN over there.
The absolute epitomy of Dylan Moran's greatness is this, in Black Books:
"Can I have a glass of wine? And a ham sandwich? With a pickle?" *pulls delirious face*
I wish I could emmulate this delirious face. It is unlike any face you have ever seen. When I hear the word "pickle", my face involuntarily attempts to contort itself into something resembling vaguely the legendary grimace. It starts with a mad glint in the eye, and ends with the wrinkling up of the nose and a wide, toothy grin. The word "grin" doesn't come close. It's more of a scrunching up of the muscles around the mouth. When people say the word "pickle", it is usually followed by a concerned look thrown in my direction. That's before they are plagued with feelings of guilt (Must not stare at the mad girl pulling faces. No. Look somewhere ELSE. Oh God. She appears to be having muscular spasms. Should I shout for help? Look AWAY!)
The long and short of this story is:
Guess who's going to see Dylan Moran, live, tomorrow at the theatre? Guess who will be in the same room as the mad, Irish hair? Guess who will perhaps see the delirious face, and guess who will be BREATHING THE SAME AIR?!?!
Yes. You're right. Me. The ticket is a dead give-away.

If you don't know who Dylan Moran is, you need educating.
Dylan (we are on first name terms) is the famous Irish comedian. He who is always drunk. Even on stage. He has mad Irish hair and drinks lots of red wine. He appeared in the comedy series Black Books as the mad, chain-smoking, constantly drunk bookshop owner. You may also know him from his stand-up show, Monster, which you can buy HERE on DVD.
If you are truly intruiged about his roguish good looks, click HERE to see him. Or another DYLAN over there.
The absolute epitomy of Dylan Moran's greatness is this, in Black Books:
"Can I have a glass of wine? And a ham sandwich? With a pickle?" *pulls delirious face*
I wish I could emmulate this delirious face. It is unlike any face you have ever seen. When I hear the word "pickle", my face involuntarily attempts to contort itself into something resembling vaguely the legendary grimace. It starts with a mad glint in the eye, and ends with the wrinkling up of the nose and a wide, toothy grin. The word "grin" doesn't come close. It's more of a scrunching up of the muscles around the mouth. When people say the word "pickle", it is usually followed by a concerned look thrown in my direction. That's before they are plagued with feelings of guilt (Must not stare at the mad girl pulling faces. No. Look somewhere ELSE. Oh God. She appears to be having muscular spasms. Should I shout for help? Look AWAY!)
The long and short of this story is:
Guess who's going to see Dylan Moran, live, tomorrow at the theatre? Guess who will be in the same room as the mad, Irish hair? Guess who will perhaps see the delirious face, and guess who will be BREATHING THE SAME AIR?!?!
Yes. You're right. Me. The ticket is a dead give-away.
kiwiqueen - 17. May, 21:34