| Comment | Was on the train back to Glesga today after four months away, and this lovely thing happened. Eastern European mum and her late teenage son are sat opposite a wee old Scottish guy. They get to talking and it turns out it is the mum and son's first trip to Scotland, so he says they have to have a whisky as the cross the border. They've never had one but the guy gets them a dram each and welcomes them to Scotland and it just made me remember why I made Scotland my home: cos the sound cunt to wank ratio is higher here than anywhere else in the UK.
It's good to be home. |
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