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    Has anyone else noticed that the minute you enter one of those Carrolls Irish (junk) shops, your two feet suddenly want to believe they're performing in Lord of the Dance ?

    I find that mine start into an Irish jig or a reel and I've no control over them .....

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    not even when im totally locked im afraid!! but this is the week for it

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    i would cut my feet off if they dared take me into a Carrolls store

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    The only thing my feet want to do is turn around and get the hell out.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Banjo View Post
    Has anyone else noticed that the minute you enter one of those Carrolls Irish (junk) shops, your two feet suddenly want to believe they're performing in Lord of the Dance ?

    I find that mine start into an Irish jig or a reel and I've no control over them .....
    Never heard of those Carrolls shops. If I did happen upon one, all hell would break loose if I started performing Lord of the Dance.

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    and there was me thinking Carrolls was a true representation of the real Irish culture, I'm absolutely shattered by the revelations I've just read.


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    In the States they have these horrific Irish souvenir shops called Bridget's or something. They do all that junk, plus things like Cadbury's chocolate and Denny rashers and stuff.

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