Absolute shite hole that hums of dug shite, birds in Greenock are gigantic slappers who could nae keep their legs shut if they’re fannies were padlocked.
Wee John fae Lang-bank: “Aye mate I’m talking tae this bird from Greenock”
Wee John’s Prick of a pal: “Slag.”
When your Mrs is lactating you must repeatedly do keepy ups with her jugs and when she’s about to squirt her milk everywhere quickly pop an around the world.