Recognise These Scumbag Droppings…?

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There are, of course, many different shapes, sizes and breeds of asshole.

There’s the conniving kind who try to steal from a children’s playground, the lower-than-lowlife who would smash and grab for a Trócaire box, and there’s the special kind of feck who drops all his domestic rubbish in Alan Linehan’s skip.

Well, to that list we can add one deluxe douchebag, who took it upon themselves to leave sacks of absolute crap outside the Kilcoole Thrift Shop front door in the middle of the night.

And we mean crap.

You know, the Thrift Shop, where they sell lots of household items for next to nothing to try and help those living on very close to nothing.

So, if you recognise the crappy print on the cover, or that sickly pink runner, or even the flea-ridden towel, please do let us know, as we’d like to help the lovely ladies at Kilcoole Thrift Shop return these valuables to their rightful owner.

Preferably in the middle of the night.

With a chimney sweep pole. And a mallet.