As soon as our eyes met we burst out laughing again. “Whoa!” He wrapped his arms around my waist as we fell so that he landed on the floor and I landed on him.Ī few seconds after impact and Braden’s pained grunt, I pushed up off him to look into his face. In Braden’s attempts to right me, his own feet slipped. My shoe slipped on said gunk, my leg flying out beneath me. We got into a wrestling match, except the goal was to cover the other as much as possible in the green crap. I squealed, trying to get away from him, but Braden laughed, scooping ‘ectoplasm’ off his tuxedo as he pushed my wig off and rubbed the gunk into my hair. He folded around me, squeezing me in a bear hug as he rubbed his goo-covered face over mine. The narrowing of his eyes was the only warning I got before he moved across the room faster than I thought was possible. “Oh man,” I struggled to breathe, “I’m going to pee myself.” “My doormen let the Ghostbusters into the club. I finally calmed enough to wheeze out, “What happened?” Of course like always I did not heed the warning. The full podcast with Brolly and Fanning is, as always, worth a listen, and can be found on Spotify here.His eyes washed over me as he shut the door and seeing me in my underwear made his glower darken.ĭripping down his face, pooling across his broad shoulders and falling in icky glops down his tuxedo was green gunk. He said, 'it was a term of endearment!' I said to him, 'it's a very unusual term of endearment Father, what do you mean by that?' You could see him thinking, 'oh, fuck.' He said, 'oh, Jesus, I didn't mean that at all?' So I said, 'well what did you mean by it Father?' I said, 'Father, how are you?' I put my hand on him and said, 'I couldn't help but overhear you yesterday, calling me a c***!' He's wearing the same headphones, you can see him thinking, 'oh, fuck!' So I make a beline for him across the street. Who do I spy but the priest? The "c***" priest!
Incredibly, while sitting outside a Dublin café the very next day, Brolly happened to spot the same priest walking by - and took the opportunity to jokingly press him on his comments the previous day.
It's a hilarious story, and as can be seen from the clip above it had both Brolly and Fanning in fits of laughter. It was just so bizarre from a man of the cloth! I got myself together and strolled on and spent the rest of the evening smiling. This woman who was walking along beside me looks at me and I look at her like 'what the fuck?!' We both burst out laughing. I would normally say hello to a priest, or beckon.Īs he's walking past me, he says out loud: 'there's that c*** Joe Brolly!' I could see that he was talking, so I assumed he was on the phone. I see a priest - a relatively young priest - walking towards me, wearing earphones. Walking down O'Connell St and across, towards Harcourt St.
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