Yes, here in Scotchland we're warm-blooded and don't have to rely on the temperature getting above 25C so we can function. We're also crap at rugby but we don't give a shit about that either. Here in Scotchland we're concentrating on the real issues like worrying that the buggers in Holyrood have banned three bottles of cheap gutrot plonk for a tenner promos and making sure enough of our mad old coffin dodgers get to 100 before they shuffle off...
1 October 2011
Bugger Off Lizardland
Today's news - the hottest ever October day ever, ever, ever, as the thermometer reached something like a billion kilotonnes per square placenta or something - but in England (and Wales too). The newspeople have been squawking about how fucking hot it is, but here in Scotchland (and Northern Bogtrotterland too) it's pissing down and cold, like it should be in October, so we don't give a shit. And do you know why? Because we're not fucking lizards...
Yes, here in Scotchland we're warm-blooded and don't have to rely on the temperature getting above 25C so we can function. We're also crap at rugby but we don't give a shit about that either. Here in Scotchland we're concentrating on the real issues like worrying that the buggers in Holyrood have banned three bottles of cheap gutrot plonk for a tenner promos and making sure enough of our mad old coffin dodgers get to 100 before they shuffle off...
Yes, here in Scotchland we're warm-blooded and don't have to rely on the temperature getting above 25C so we can function. We're also crap at rugby but we don't give a shit about that either. Here in Scotchland we're concentrating on the real issues like worrying that the buggers in Holyrood have banned three bottles of cheap gutrot plonk for a tenner promos and making sure enough of our mad old coffin dodgers get to 100 before they shuffle off...
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