WullieTheRed

Buy an account? A Scotsman parting with his hard earned? Come on man, be reasonable!

I dunno about the yank army, but over here, we're allowed to refuse an order if we deem it unlawful. Which I guess, in my mind, means that anyone who doesn't want to go to Iraq is quite fookin right.

I found this place on another forum I visit, it was broadcast as a place where all these crazy Americans weer in need of a good poking so it immediately drew my attention. The sad thing was, when I arrived, I actually kinda liekdthe attitude of the place. Saying that, I've not been around for a while, but that's because of the usual evils of reality clouding my enjoyment of life. I missed you guys giving me bad rep, but wey-hey! First post in ages got me TWO bad rep votes from moer cowardly creatures who couldn't even give a reason, let alone a name... damn this place is lovely...

Hey, don't knock the Queen, she gives head with every coin!

So ye fucked yer mates burd and now you feel all bad about it and have to plead to a random online forum for someone to tell you it was all right, she was the evil slut and not you? Fucks sake man, chinged out of yer head or not, at least have the decency to do what I done in the same situation; go up to yer mate, confess everything and take your beating like the friend you were supposed to be.

heh, not quite.... me and sports don't really get on all that well... I think it was more likely a mix of the 15 year drug binge and the fucked up tunes I listen to. But then, I'm probably just looking for a scapegoat. Hey, at least I ain't border line! And anyways bud, it's Wullie... I've never done any grounds keeping in my life

I've said it before and I'll say it again. Many times in the future too, I believe. All yer religions are a crock of shit designed to make you feel a wee bit better about the prospect of yer own death. Come on to fuck man, there's a party over here. Some bearded dude living in the sky? Haway with you. The funny thing is though, that the two religions being discussed here are more or less along the same lines, and the two sides of the argument can't do anything but fight about who's right and who's wrong. Just get the fuck on with it. Life is too short to bitch about whose myth was right. You might as well believe in Aslan. In fact, fuck it, I do. I'm going to Narnia when I die.

lol, dun worry about it man, even if you get negative feedback; if you're that concerned about it, at least they bothered their arse to actually give you a bad rep in the first place. Who wants to be King Turd of Shit Mountain anyway?

heh, cheers man, I was quite happy with the idea of just thinking I was a bit of a fruiter. I really didn't need the evidence to support it. Paranoid: High Schizoid: Moderate Schizotypal: High Antisocial: High Borderline: Low Histrionic: Moderate Narcissistic: High Avoidant: High Dependent: High Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate

Aye, he'd get 8 years and be let out after 6 months for good behaviour. Rawk n Roll n stuff

I'll agree with you on the game meats, but I've never tried squirrel...? And the reason most get bent out of shape, as you put it, is because the majority regard Sylvester as part of the family. We've humanised him. So yeah, it's held in the same taboo as eating your sister, I'd think. Although this is not necessarily a problem for some of our single toothed friends

heh, I dunno likes, but I'm sure our pal Dylan would have something to say on the matter.

heh, reminds me of that joke: And Iraqi football player gets spotted by a talen scout and immediately signed to play for Liverpool. After his first game he phones his mother: "Hey mum," he says over the phone. "It's fantastic in this club, we were losing 5-0 and then I brought us back to 6-5 in the last 5 minutes, the fans went wild... the team loves me, the fans love me... life couldn't get better." "Well," replies his mum. "I wish I could feel happy for you, but your father has just been arrested for falling in with a bad crew who persuaded him to rob the local post office, your brother has decided to join a gang of hooligans who mug pensioners and rape young girls, and your poor sister has been forced to go on the game, just so we can make ends meet back at home..." "Oh," the son says. "I don't know what to say mum, I'm so sorry..." "You're sorry?" screams his mother. "It's your fault we moved to Liverpool!!"

Aye, but the Irish are just Scotsmen who couldn't swim

The thing is man, we don't need anything, we're Scottish: we could win anything if we could be arsed.