'When they asked for my name (which may as well be Fenian McTaig) they went silent for the rest of the journey. Eventually they dropped me off on Donegall Pass, with a "Off you go lad, have a good night" and a smirk.
Cunts either didn't care, or were entertained by the fact that they were dropping off a taig in Donegall Pass at 2 am'