What's that on your head?

Jackie Healy Rae, Kerry's golden boy

JACKIE Healy Rae doesn't do Peter Marks or Toni&Guy for male grooming.
The handsome devil of '58 swaped his GAA jersey for a cloth cap long ago and has come up smelling of roses, not cow pats, after ringing concessions from Fianna Fail before voting on the Finance Bill.
He's pure 'Kerry Gold' with not so much as a price on his head but something that looks suspiciously like bull shit.