Average Irish joe: Oh man, Dublin City Council. You’re so not with it. God, I have like, 11 blogs and do all my banking via an iPhone which is powered by my ‘up for a laugh’ personality. Eh, hello, Web 2.0 or anything? I think I’ll hit Starbucks for a cup of their new lifestyle mocha latte and then hit the gym. Haha gym. I mean take cocaine of course. So embarrassing to have a council like you. *Goes and binge drinks*

Dublin City Council: How about Google maps mashup with Traffic Cam motherfucker? BAM! How about SMS alerts to your mobile phone with real time traffic updates or parking information? BAM! How about our awesome telephone number: 01 222 2222 BAM! What? You think we suck? You think we’re not kicking enough ass? Well fuck a duck assholes, if you have a suggestion why don’t you get on board? Huh, bitches? What’s that? Cat got your solpadeine addicted tongues? Yeh, well why you guys are busy fucking coffee cups in the back of your Touaregs we’re doing a little something called MAXIMISING THE GOD DAMNED MOTHERFUCKING CITY’S POTENTIAL. You want to help?

Ahem. This conversation really happened.