by general jack o'niell » Fri Nov 09, 2007 4:54 pm
you seem helluva fixated with my daughter's rabbit, wits wrang? canna think of anythin clever to say? naw, dinna think so, she's 12 tomorrow and one word from me and she'd be roon tae gie ye such a skelp yir heid wid ring for a week, she's 5ft 10 already, another hauf inch and she'll be taller than me, and wi that female temper of hers she's not to be messed with, she'll make her auld faither proud and turn some poor man into a shrew when shes older.
as for the red shoes? jokes a joke but unfortunately after much trying on, i've discovered they are the only pair of footwear i own which are capable of taking the bloody leg brace i have to wear when i'm out and about, i discarded it this morning for a wee tour roon the pier, where i had a chat with two nice carradale gentlemen, the only two, i should say, maybe two of the, anyway, i got as far as the bottom of the cutting before i nearly tripped mysel ower on my arse, which usually happens when i don't wear it. not very glamourous i know, but there ye go, you canna have everything.
as for bill eating my chocolate biscuits? i hadna got any to offer him, i'm not allowed by order of the females in my hoose, some stupid nonsense about blood glucose (little do they know, i'm flyer than they are).
jest let me know if you ever want a 12yr old girl to grab you in a headlock, start giving yir heid chinese burns and asking you if you give up, i'll send her round