If you fail to value the English, I think you all need to go back and read your Kipling…
Or maybe not.
eeehhh…rotten ones, I meant to type…
That’s quite enough of that, damnit.
This thread is about slagging the Americans, and I’ll thank the tea-swillers, drunks and convicts to stay on topic.
Insult the rebels damnit. Some of us are so stubborn they did it a second time.
Ah. manwithaplan I apologise profusely to your potato-munchin’, welly-sportin’, priest-worshippin’ alcoholic Paddy bogtrotter self for offensively labelling you as a bloody ignorant sheep-shagging convict bastard. I do hope this hasn’t caused any offence?
None whatsoever. See you round the back of the pub around closing time. Bring your dentist.
£50 on manwithaplan. His body hair will cushion the blow of anything Gary can throw at him.
Exgineer you’re a rebel are you? Well keep your banjo pickin’, cousin fucking, hooch drinkin’, WWF lovin’, tractor pulling chuckle fuck way to yourself. Give us a rebel yell ya mullet head
Well when I was in Vermont with IBM for a few months with a couple of hundred other Irish, they set up a room for us to feel at home. We were in “The Emerald Room” with painted Shamrocks on the wall and a gun sight on the door with “SLAG ME” in the middle.
One of the managers came in and asked about 6 or us to slag him so he could get a feeling what it was. One of the guys who had a particularly bad hangover told him to go ask the blunt end of his knob and the manager walked away happy 
On preview. Kal he could hold him down feeding him deep fried Mars Bars until his heart explodes sending all the IRA loving black tar that runs through it all over Garry’s face
Splendid. Sounds like a giggle.
[sub]::walks off humming the traditional scottish folk tune known as “you’re going home in a fucking ambulance”::[/sub]
I love the smell of cow shit in the morning.
It smells like… Dundee…
Pardon me, yojimbo, but I am, in fact, a genuine Yankee.
The only real insult to me to be found in your post is my implied relationship to those low-down, dirty-dog Johnny Rebs.
Frankly, the fact that you tossers across the pond all seem to call every american “Yank” with no proper regard to those holy few who actually are pisses me off to no end.
Shut it yank.
HeHe, give us a break we’re only getting used to not creaming ourselves over all them dollars you guys spend over here to actually get your history and “culture” right. I was wondering about it with your location all but then I stopped worrying and started typing. I did hint to my knowledge of the Yanks thing in my first post. Hopefully I didn’t insult you too much implying that you were Cletus the Slack Jawed Yokel 
Ya should try being called English all the fucking time.
Sure. If only I could get off the couch and quit stuffing my face with sugary snacks. I love war.
Those Aussies sure do drink and fight a lot, let’s call them.
And what’s wrong with that, EH!?!
You’re going to look pretty funny trying to eat corn on the cob with no fuckin’ teeth! 
Aw, crap.
Who woke up the Aussie? Mean drunks, the lot of them.
You love it and you know it.
Secretly they all do, the little sluts.
You could always borrow Gary’s dentist that he is bringing to the fight with manwithaplan
He should be easy to spot, if he is a USAer he will be recoiling in terror at the sight of all the old world teeth and you won’t be able to look at his flourescent, veneered grimace without your shades.
If he is one of the native English speaking non-USAers, he will be elbow deep in the scrap.
Once again, Canada is ignored.