Globalti
Legendary Member
We went to Scotland and late on a Friday night we arrived at a farmhouse where the prim and proper farmer's wife showed us to the cottage we'd rented.
"Sorry about the mess on the walls" she told us; "It's the people who were here last week. They were shitters!"
We were a bit shocked at her language and replied something like: "Oh I'm sure they weren't that bad!"
"Och no," she replied. "They were shitters. They were out all day shitting with their guns and their boots and their muddy dogs!"
"Sorry about the mess on the walls" she told us; "It's the people who were here last week. They were shitters!"
We were a bit shocked at her language and replied something like: "Oh I'm sure they weren't that bad!"
"Och no," she replied. "They were shitters. They were out all day shitting with their guns and their boots and their muddy dogs!"