Bouncers In Dublin

I would like to vent my fury at a bouncer in dublin. There last Sunday I watched the all Ireland in a pub in dublin with a big gathering of my fellow culchies. Now after the ref blew it up we went to go to a night club. Sadly we were turned away. He pointed at a sign saying no runners I pointed at my wellies but he was a thick ignorant c**t. Anyway I woke up in accident and emergency with his wedding ring lodged in my face so at least I have something to remember him by. I really miss the good auld days of sitting on the massey on the way to a céileigh on the bog till mid-night with shtowt and poitín.