A Scotsman that travels half way around the world to escape his beloved Glens and to live in a dry, dusty country populated by Her Majestys most loyal subjects, but without the resources to brew decent beer and whiskey, and then comes out with this bollocks?
You have to question his sanity.
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Fist is a four letter word. So is fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, fist fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, and, well you get the fist-fucking picture....
THE WESTCOUNTRY SHALL RISE AGAIN!
Yay! It's pink!
Don't think.... FEEL!
We're Englishmen, and we came here, to rape your women and drink your beer.
I went back in time and voted for Hitler.
Pouring oil on troubled waters since 2008. Then lighting a fucking match.
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