Say hello to Dono. He’s the self-chosen prophet of the end times and brings a paranoiac dose of the surreal to staid political commentary.
Digs get thrown at our most reverent leader, a cyborg production facility is discovered in RTE and a rather tenuous conspiracy is put forth about the zika virus.
Oh there’s a touch of They Live off it alright. Pay attention. Quiet down there at the back.
Anyone remember The Headshop Men?