Can you imagine me as one of those market-place sellers? I got a stall where I need to sell a shit load of bollocksy shite to get money for da family and also to get all the crap off our hands for when we move.
I mean, I'm going to be like (insert cockney accent): Roll up, roll up ladies and gents, fancy a pile of books? Maybe a few dodgy magazines, stashed under my dear Vati's bed since 1976? No? Sir! Can I interest you in this oh-so-boring pile of crappy CD's, trip back to the 80's, special offer! Come one come all, roll up roll up, penny for the poor, 5 billion for the price of one, get yours whilst I'm still feeling this generous, ladies and gents, roll up, roll up....
How tragic.
YOU'RE A TRUE SCOT! when you wear a kilt, that is
ALL you wear! what the hell are you doing in
america anyway? scotland is much better. i
suggest you move. ps. the english are a bunch
of wankers. be true to your scottish heritage,
and insult that english chick at your school.
HOW SCOTTISH ARE YOU?(the american version) brought to you by
Quizilla You are a coward and a disgusting excuse for an
American. You're Benedict Arnold.
What kind of an American are you? brought to you by
Quizilla British to the bone!
American Or Brit? brought to you by
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