She explains the situation very well, "BUT" it's trying to educate the moronic populace that these are the problems to face but they can't see beyond the blue and white or SNP yellow haze that blocks their view and brains
I can't say it any plainer:I'm just about done with Scotland, Most of it is beautiful and relatively unspoilt but I'm getting to the point where I think we should take the initiative and just tell them ....ok you're getting independence and bye bye...while we're at it Wales can have the same...they can keep the reduced speed limits and stroppy police force. I would happily use my passport if I wanted to visit either of them but it wouldn't be very often
Yes I agree.... but If we put up a border and tell em to feck off ,Maybe just maybe the over patriotic twats that do support Krankie and co would finally realise what c*nts their illustrious leaders really are and what fucking idiots they themselves have been for supporting them. The border doesn't have to stay for ever...maybe we could have a referendum in 30 yrs on wether to let em back inI can't say it any plainer:
less than 1 in 5 of Scottish voters actually support these brown shirts. It's a freak of PR and a split opposition they get to form minority governments. Don't be deceived about their true level of support.
Unfortunately your joke implodes in the penultimate line about Nicola fluttering her eyelashes.A man washed up on a beach after a shipwreck.
Only a sheep and a sheepdog were washed-up with him.
After looking around, he realised that they were stranded on a deserted island.
After being there a while, he got into the habit of taking his two animal companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.
One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.
The sheepdog, ever-protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the man took his arm from around the sheep.
After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but there was no more cuddling.
A few weeks passed-by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.
The only survivor was Nicola Sturgeon.
That evening, the man brought Nicola to the evening beach ritual. It was another beautiful evening - red sky cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle breeze perfect for a night of romance.
Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings again.
He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned over to Nicola and told her he hadn't had sex for months.
Nicola fluttered her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him?
He said,
"Yeah, sure you can Nicola. Please could you please take the dog for a walk?"
Totally unrelated but here goes anyway...Last weekend my Brother and a mate were drinking in a local boozer and were neither sober nor as yet Rat arsed ..they were queuing for a top up when a group of pissed up tarts pushed in front of them,Not being shy in coming forward my Brothers mate tapped one of the slappers on the shoulder and politely asked her to take her mates and fuck off to the back of the queue...well she didn't like this proposal and started getting arsey with Steve (all 5ft 6"of him) so being the gentleman he is he reached up and ripped one of her false eyelashes off and threw it at her ... next thing they new the bouncers had frogged marched both of em out of the pub and banned them for a week...Brother recons it was worth it to see the look of disbelief on the tarts face (the Bouncers were laughing as well)Unfortunately your joke implodes in the penultimate line about Nicola fluttering her eyelashes.