We'll be comin, we'll be comin, we'll be comin down the road, when ye hear the noise it's the tartan army boys, comin doon the road
Trafalgar Square fountain has been filled up with Fairy Liquid by the sweaty arse baring neanderthals from Scotchland. Oh what a hoot. Gotta love these guys.
Oh sweet jesus - what is the matter with these idiots? It's about as funny as the 3 minute warning FFS
English spastic hooligans go round the world wrecking cities. A bit of washing-up liquid in a fountain and the Guffs are beeling.
Dan and myself are modernists and detest such acts of infantility and neddishness. We are forward thinking guys and are at one with nature. Neither of us feels the urge to piss into a fountain to prove our manliness. We are, what you might call, The Thinking Woman's Crumpet.
The sweaty socks used to do exactly the same years ago. You plastic paddies are not well renowned for your behaviour abroad either, unlike the true Oirish. Go home to Oireland, pretendy taigs.
You are, what most people call, an "Auld Boring Spastic" ER. The only kind of woman who'd consider you are the mentally disabled and the. In fact just the mentally disabled.
Believe me i criticise that just as much - and if you read my views on the Barmy Army you would know they provoke decidedly more beel in me than the tartan Army.
Because we disapprove of people acting the prick in major cities and passing it off as a bit of jolly fun? Right oh.
Here's hoping it's a good, fairly contested match with good natured frivolity in the city responsible for the international financial collapse with the best team winning and opposing supporters sharing a wee nip and a gin afterwards in bawdy yet non-threatening taverns. ^^ That's pretty much my speech whenever I think there's a fair chance my team will get pumped <gulp>
You don't seem to have much tolerance for people having a bit of fun. Acting the prick, for me, would be racially abusing people or picking fights with strangers, not adding a bit of Fairy washing up liquid to a fountain.
London is full of radicals, thieves, junkies, foreigners and tramps. The Tartan Army are just visiting relatives. If anything they'll remove the horrible Americanised atmosphere that central London has now.
