Now Serving Brodies Tea of Edinburgh
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the answers were like "brawl" "eat haggis" and "kick a sheep"
what would an angry scotsman do
kick a sheep is my favorite
if I were an angry scotsman, I would get my kicks from kicking sheep
I would go a-sheep-kicking, terrorizing the countryside and kicking unsuspecting sheep
shepherds would whisper my name with awe and fear
the mysterious kilted figure running around screaming like a madman and kicking sheep
some call him the demon of the hills
others call him things not appropriate to say in polite company
but none can deny he is one ferocious sheep-kicking motherfucker
that would be me
except I'm a schmuck from the midwest, so my spinner is like "listen to an iPod" "play video games" "smoke"
gotta go, I desperately want to play the scots in medieval II
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