
Originally Posted by
57vintage
I hate being assailed from all sides by kiltie patriots pishing their pants, or allowing the stream to run down their legs as they are tough fearless warriors for whom pants are an English aberration and a sign of latent gender-bending (you're wearing a skirt, for ****'s sake), just because there are people representing "Scotland".
It's like when everyone seems to become an expert on curling and there are demands to do one's patriotic duty and back "ourbrave lassies" even the one that looks like Colin Hendry; or swimming, where someone goes for a dook with a saltire sewn on to their dookers and there are calls to watch and support someone flailing aboot in 660,253.09 gallons* of chlorinated water in which they've all probably had a sly pish.
I'm not a fan, in case you wondered.
* I checked that