Well, as I say, they keep dipping themselves in local rivers, they'll be shitting themselves inside-out, just like early mediaeval knights on crusade, and possibly dying of dysentery. Still, all in a good cause, eh?
(Daft c*nts!)

Part Weimaraner? She's beautiful!

Maybe they play club footie, and they're affiliated with the Blyth Spartans....?

Indeed. It wasn't until my dad got a static caravan down near Selsey that I discovered they like to start the day with a spot of clog-dancing on caravan roofs. Don't know how they get the clackety shoes on! 😉

Cheers x

Pellet incoming...or outgoing perhaps.

Happy Birthday! 🎂🍾🥂🎉😘

Same. Remember watching it with my mum at the time and both of us sobbing at the end.

...they find out where THOSE people came from, and what colour they were. 😂

Honestly, the whole "indigenous English" brigade of hoofwankers are hilarious. "Patriots" with not the faintest fucking clue about their own origins. And even if any of them are descendants of people who lived in Britain before the invasion of various Germanic tribes, they'll shit themselves when...

This resulted in approximately half of what is now England actually becoming a bloody great extension to Scandinavia for a while, until a Frenchman and his French mates came over, banged quite a lot of heads together and took over the whole gaff.
Oh, and they were originally Scandinavian too.

England as a unified entity didn't exist until around the 9th century, when all of the warring German/Germanic tribes/kingdoms that called the place "home" decided to band together to have a 'sorting out' the Danes & Norwegians who were constantly popping over to nick their best shiny things....

Amen! I am not prone to false modesty so I will say that I'm pretty bloody astonishing when it comes to linguistics & languages. I will happily offer advice in this field.
Do not ask me to write a computer programme. In fact, don't even ask me for a PowerPoint presentation!
"Smart" takes many forms.

Mind you, I am old enough to remember my mother gulping Kaolin & Morph. back in the early 80s in a bid to combat the pain of what turned out to be gall stones. She swore by the stuff for gastrointestinal maladies. She eventually had the offending organ removed.

😂 I shit ye not, the stuff I have to stop me coughing at night is basically laudanum! A powerfully alcoholic herbal tincture of thyme, liquorice & God knows what else, to loosen the phlegm, and a hefty dollop of codeine to suppress the coughing.
They were onto something, clearly.

Oh yes!

😂 Not bloody likely! I picked up a leech paddling in a local loch as a child. I still have a scar and, whilst I know they can actually be medically useful, they give me the right heeby-jeebies!

Rabimmel, rabammel, rabumm...!