Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Sunday, 30 July 2017

Legio Ferrata

Looking sharp, Centurion! Carry on...!

I have a real problem with ancient Romans. Any time I see them portrayed on TV, 9 times outta 10 the actor speaks like some kippered Limey outta Liverpool or Rutchester.

"'Ere now, you lot! Form up and look sharp abatit!!!"

Here's something else for your Fun With Limeys Folder: Get any Limey you can to say the word: "pomegranate". It effs them up every time, they can't say it. You'll probly get something like 'poy-me-groonit' or some such balderdash. HAR HAR HAR!

Now if you'll excuse me, I'll turn to my hearty English breakfast: Faggots n' peas and maybe a bit of Spotted Dick...GAH! How did my ancestors eat this chit? And to think - the Scot (who is a close racial cousin of the Limey) - has even more disgusting feeding habits! Pish tosh!

Have a good Sunday!

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