Rugby Park, 21 September, 2008
SOAL:...... and you think the current team reminds you of Midget Gems ?
WG: Aye, especially the lemon n lime flavours when wur wearin that strip oot there
SOAL: Ah think you're slowly losin it, WineGum
WG: Boruc
SOAL: Whit abootum ?
WG: Whut kind ay sweetie diz he remind ye ay ?
SOAL: Wearin that tap, he'd need tae be a licorice midget gem or a a licorice tablet
WG: Or a Pole-o fruit - blackcurrant flavour
SOAL: Scott Broon ?
WG: Oddfellow
SOAL: Naka ?
WG: Jap dessert
SOAL: Wee Gordon ?
WG: Cough candy twist
SOAL: Naylor ?
WG: Ivrybody's Mixture
SOAL: Wilson ?
WG: Peanut brittle
SOAL: McManus ?
WG: A mix-up
SOAL: Aw right, whit aboot The Killjoys ?
WG: Chew-Chew Argentinas. Then the Falklands happened n they chinged the name tae Chew-Chew Colas bit they kept the blue-and-white stripes
SOAL: Which only leaves oor favrit ref, whit sweety wid he be ?
WG: Easy, an MB bar. Anywey Ah don't hink wull hae any problem wi McMichael the day. Ah asked Brother Stuart tae hae a polite word an Ah expect Brother McMichael tae bend ower backwards tae appease the .... er .... masses.
SOAL: Dae ye no hink yir sailin a bit close tae the wind wi aw this, WG ? Ye seem tae bi pittin the Tim in intimidation. Ye need tae watch whit........PENALTY !!!
WG: And he's given it. Joost watch Wee Maloney slam it in the sweety poke. C'mon the Midget Gem, stick it in the tap coarnir
Wee Maloney disny even hit the target
WG: Ah knew he wiz missin it Arthur. Ah could feel it in ma watter.
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