Of course it doesn't, Mr. McBride. I told you the grammar was awful.

I'm certain, though, that what your Granddaddy was yelling was something like, "Ní raibh muid a fhágáil Éire a chur ar bun le leanaí mar seo le íochtair salach agus droch-iompar! An mbeidh duine éigin le do thoil fhorghníomhú iad?"

Don't bother to translate that because he was insulting you and, especially, your bother, Shame (in Irish, Náire [rhymes with dairy]).