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In Hiberno English, a culchie is someone from rural Ireland. It can have the pejorative sense of "country bumpkin", but is also reclaimed by some proud of their rural origin, and may be used by either side in banter between town and country people. Dublin GAA fans call supporters of any other county team culchies, and are themselves called Jackeens in retort. In Dublin, anyone from the rest of the Republic of Ireland may be considered a culchie, whereas in provincial cities like Cork and Galway, only those from outside any urban area are considered culchies.

The origin of the word is uncertain, though it is often said to derive from the small town of Kiltimagh, pronounced [ˌkɪltʃɪˈmɒk], in County Mayo.

The opposite to a culchie, townie; is a derogatory term sometimes used to describe people from urban areas.

Among other things culchies's like

Saying "Haaah" everytime someone says something. Silver mints. A nice bit of ham. TK red lemonade. Saying ahhh after a sup of tay. Giving the dog wildest baitings Giving the wife wildest baitings. Knowing what pubs are on the Limerick Tipperary road. Drink Driving. Grabbing a hould of a bird in Coppers. Diesel. Saying “stall the digger”. Going out specifically to buy petrol. Super Splits. Neat Whisky. Fisticuffs after the dhischo. Drinking neat whicky followed by Fisticuffs after the dhischo. Driving up house prices in Dublin . Quinns. Tractors in a Paddys Day Parade. Laughing at people with clean wellies. Battenburg. Tanora. Tanora with a thick slice of battenburg wrapped up in an Abernethys. bread wrapper on the train to Thurles. Tying up jeans with a bit of bailing twine. Giving your son who works in Dublin a few "real spuds" to take back with. him anytime hes home for the weekend. Buttered biscuits. Diggin Holes. Saying tis too cold to snow. A dinner dance. Tayto Cheese & Onion. Countin money. A stretch in d'evenings Rubbing their hands together before tucking into their dinner. Pretending to like Harp. Marietta biskits. Drivin inta poholes with the tractor. Spittin in their hands before doing anything manual. A big bowl of stew. Eating sangwiches out of the boot of a car at GAA Matches. Saying someones 'Opened a Book' on something. The smell of silage. Slice-Your-Own Loaf. A bottle of mineral. Fighting with d'neighbours. Puttin on a ganzee to stop them from bein perished. 'The' Hurling and Futball. Bakin n cabbage. Price of calves. Sayin' things like 'Well Holy God ... will ya look at that'. Dirty number plates so they cant get caught with the speed cameras. The Fear of Change. A nice bit of Barnbrac with a cup a Strong Tay. Drinkin tay off a saucer. Building stone walls. Being starved with the cold rather than with a lack of food. Flowery Spuds. Talking about the long evenin's. A good blackthorn walkin stick. Shouting 'Yaaahhhhooooooo' when something good happens. The replay of the Sunday Game on Monday. Talkin bout machinery. Sayin' things like 'Arra fer Jaysus Sake' A good read of Buy n Sell. Winnin a turkey at the cards. Scandal, as long as its about other people. A Gud bail a Turf, because dat Centril heatin's only a wemins ting. Wellies. Sponge 'n Custurt. Begrudgery. 2 Bar Electric Heaters in de bedroom.