Originally published at: The town of Muff holds a Muff Fair every year. | Boing Boing
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There’s another Muff in Donegal.
Edit: that picture of the rock sign is from the one in Donegal.
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The town of Muff in Co. Donegal has a diving club. Really!
While we’re at it:
Bad horse trader always losing to the neighbor
'Till I talked to my daddy he say
He said, “You ain’t seen nothing
‘Till you’re horse trading in Muff, and
Then you’re sure to be a-changin’ your ways”
This reminds me of physics class in high school. I mean, what else would a bunch of hormonal proto-adults call the piece of fur used to rub a (glass) rod to charge it?
I don’t know, I’m thinking a muff’s a muff already.
Yes, many a young lad has been known to pitch a tent for the event.
In this house every day is muff day!
“The Republic Has Two Muffs” would be a great title for a book about Irish place names (probably written by Manchán Magan)