*Wild Scotsman appears adorning a kilt and brandishing a claymore upon his right shoulder clasped in hand, looking a bit dazed.
Oy, pass me all the Rum your willing to have your establishment part with, because I've had a long day!
English
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*breaks the claymore* I suggest you leave before your balls are stapled to your neck.
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Oy?! Friend no means for conflict! If I am not welcomed in the place I call home then I'll go back to killing desticles. *picks up pieces of the claympre, takes your stapler, and staples the pieces back together and leaves.
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[quote]Oy?! Friend no means for conflict! If I am not welcomed in the place I call home then I'll go back to killing desticles. Also take this as a means of peace. *picks up pieces of the claympre, takes your stapler, and staples the pieces back together, slams a gold bar at your feet and leaves.