We always get the most unpleasant, dourest Scots in Canada..this twit, Doug Finley, John Ivison...
I wouldn't say "in Canada". It's the Ontario Presbyterians really. The most miserable people I've ever met have been lowland scots. The highlanders down east are generally good people.
I'm just kidding really. I don't want to get anyone's nose out of joint.
I just had a very bad experience as a child with a particular cross-eyed neighbour my half-Irish mother always called "That awful Scottish woman with the two eyes that look at each other."
She'd say things like "If it hadn't been for us, you people [meaning French-Canadians] would be speaking German now." In all seriousness.
Hey, easy there. My maternal grandad was a Presbyterian Scot from Aberdeen and he sure as hell wasn't like the 3 mentioned. He was a great guy. Perhaps because he didn't drink.
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Is that a bottle he has under his kilt?
Something bottle like in size and shape, yes.
Hey big guy, I think you need a good climategate post to liven up this dead blog?
"That's not Clan Don...that's Donna Karan."
Heard that on some show on the BBC with Bill Connolly, playing a character trying to pass off his transvestism as traditional clothing.
We always get the most unpleasant, dourest Scots in Canada..this twit, Doug Finley, John Ivison...
Hey big guy, I think you need a good climategate post to liven up this dead blog?
I can't believe you signed up at Blogger with the username "hidethedecline" just to troll this blog.
Go put on a pretty frock, like Bill Murdoch here. You'll feel much better afterwards.
We always get the most unpleasant, dourest Scots in Canada..this twit, Doug Finley, John Ivison...
I wouldn't say "in Canada". It's the Ontario Presbyterians really. The most miserable people I've ever met have been lowland scots. The highlanders down east are generally good people.
I'm just kidding really. I don't want to get anyone's nose out of joint.
I just had a very bad experience as a child with a particular cross-eyed neighbour my half-Irish mother always called "That awful Scottish woman with the two eyes that look at each other."
She'd say things like "If it hadn't been for us, you people [meaning French-Canadians] would be speaking German now." In all seriousness.
Hey, easy there. My maternal grandad was a Presbyterian Scot from Aberdeen and he sure as hell wasn't like the 3 mentioned. He was a great guy. Perhaps because he didn't drink.
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