Look at this guy.
(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i312/P3nT4gR4m/avis/kayakman_zps401df775.jpg~original)
That's 169% Scotsman. Now, while Scotsmen are normally a blight on all that is good and right, there are certain times that they are indispensible. This is why I give P3NT a little breathing room when he makes comments about "faithfools"...After all, one soldier knows another. And while I have no idea if P3NT has ever done any soldiering, it was HIS kind that got pressed into service in WWII, so fucking mad about having their day interrupted that they kicked Rommel and his DAK right in the fucking teeth, all up and down North Africa.
Then they went to Sicily, Italy, France, Germany, etc, jabbing bayonets in people because the Germans at the time just COULDN'T FUCKING BEHAVE, which seriously cut into the drinking time of Scotsmen, and incidentally kept them from fighting their REAL enemy (other Scotsmen).
Then they'd go home, see, and there'd be this awful *WHIZZZZ-BANG*, and they'd explode all over the streets of Aberdeen or Glasgow or whatever, making the Hell's Angels look plain silly. No, there were no leather uniforms for these assholes. They'd just walk up and introduce themselves by glassing you. It wasn't anything personal, mind you, it was just that the hereditary reiver gene got activated, and they need to pillage and maim SOMEONE. That someone just happened to be you. Blame Germany...Scotland had just finally settled down, after all, and the Germans just HAD to fuck with a good thing.
So, yeah. That's P3NT Face. The look that says, "We're still a little anxious over here. You should come visit."
Don't do it. It's a trap.
Bump for a Scottish bastid who ain't paying attention
He's been busy 'glassing' people with a kayak.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on October 15, 2013, 04:19:21 PM
Look at this guy.
(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i312/P3nT4gR4m/avis/kayakman_zps401df775.jpg~original)
That's 169% Scotsman. Now, while Scotsmen are normally a blight on all that is good and right, there are certain times that they are indispensible. This is why I give P3NT a little breathing room when he makes comments about "faithfools"...After all, one soldier knows another. And while I have no idea if P3NT has ever done any soldiering, it was HIS kind that got pressed into service in WWII, so fucking mad about having their day interrupted that they kicked Rommel and his DAK right in the fucking teeth, all up and down North Africa.
Then they went to Sicily, Italy, France, Germany, etc, jabbing bayonets in people because the Germans at the time just COULDN'T FUCKING BEHAVE, which seriously cut into the drinking time of Scotsmen, and incidentally kept them from fighting their REAL enemy (other Scotsmen).
Then they'd go home, see, and there'd be this awful *WHIZZZZ-BANG*, and they'd explode all over the streets of Aberdeen or Glasgow or whatever, making the Hell's Angels look plain silly. No, there were no leather uniforms for these assholes. They'd just walk up and introduce themselves by glassing you. It wasn't anything personal, mind you, it was just that the hereditary reiver gene got activated, and they need to pillage and maim SOMEONE. That someone just happened to be you. Blame Germany...Scotland had just finally settled down, after all, and the Germans just HAD to fuck with a good thing.
So, yeah. That's P3NT Face. The look that says, "We're still a little anxious over here. You should come visit."
Don't do it. It's a trap.
:lulz: Can't believe this one slipped my attention!
Hes so adorable. :p
I'm more of a tactile person. Nothing as satisfying as actually feeling all those warm squishy bits yielding to my knuckles and forehead :evil: