Gingerfightback’s Hugh Pugh-Barney-McGrew was interviewing the heir apparent about his love of courgettes when Chas blurted into the microphone,
Defender Of The Sausage
“I’m sick of these Jock arsewipes moaning about how hard done by they are. Mama forces One to traipse around some God for-fuckin-saken heather moor singing like Moira Anderson’s castrated cousin about,”Weee misty ooop the skelter” or “dinnae na bricht ma panty liners” whilst me knackers are frozen. Kilts are for C*nts who eat deep fried Mars bars, drink deep fried Lager and wear deep fried Shellsuits.
Braveheart? One’s arse.
If I have to hear “500 Miles” by them speccy Proclaimer bastards again I’ll get Mama to fellate Gordon Brown in the fuckin’ Tower. Bathgate no more – thank fuck – Shitehole – Alex Salmond? Lying Jock wanker. Leave old slaphead Robinson alone! Nick may be an arse bandit and Establishment lickspittle but he’s my arse bandit and my lickspittle. Caber tossing bastards…..”
He then hopped over a fence to steal a pair of women’s knickers that were on a rotary dryer in the balmy Edinburgh air.
“One’s Always Been A Thong Man!”
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Lickspittle, indeed…quite the rant…
Chuck is SO ANGRY!
Oh no he di’in’t! Chuck, you can shit all over Haggis, Braveheart and all things Scottish, but The Proclaimers are off-limits! Those are fighting words right there, mon ami. You better learn to sleep with your eyes open.
Och aye the noo!
Cutie patooties, they are!
Well, by god, the old prince has a fire in him after all! I had thought Mom had doused all that for good by not abdicating and letting him be king.
Chuck has balls. He is right about the Proclaimers though
You go Charlie boy. At least we now know how you feel. (not that anyone cares)
And boy is he miffed!
Bollocks to everybody. I hereby announce I am the President of the People’s Republic of South Croydon. If you are north of Watford, well that’s your problem. Where’s my crack pipe.
Bollocks to everyone would get my vote
This is the end of Europe as we know it. We colonials are gonna pop by and take over. Beware.
Yikes!
That Charles has more of a mouth on him then I ever could have believed. It’s good to see that the sausage on his head still makes even him smile–but oh what a tirade!
Potty mouthed Prince!