Dickhead who likes a dander with umbrella in hand, rain or shine. Doesn't believe in Evolution and ironically his existence poses a problem for the theory.
Speaks Ulstur-Skatch, or at least likes to think he does.
Got his arse felt at the Somme, and sat the next round out in the shipyards, not even marching in case someone noticed him and sent him to France.
He's permanently raging, and hates everyone who isn't of his ilk. In short, a fucknut.
Speaks Ulstur-Skatch, or at least likes to think he does.
Got his arse felt at the Somme, and sat the next round out in the shipyards, not even marching in case someone noticed him and sent him to France.
He's permanently raging, and hates everyone who isn't of his ilk. In short, a fucknut.
by P O'Neil April 05, 2010