tries to revive muse— just a little bit...

[kilts]

Oi. Dinnae want ta'.
Too fuckin' auld for this.
Let me be on me own. I was 'aving a pleasant nap, y'dighted ole wench.

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[herocomplex]

_{[ distant: ]}

Hahaha! No way, dude!
I've seen this shit a million times in all the movies!
I think I'm good! I'm not getting involved.

_{[ FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE, HE IS NOT GETTING INVOLVED. ]}

[unionjackass]

Oh I don't want you to be involved.

I do know why you're not though.

It's because you're scared.

[herocomplex]

Haha! Of what? A bunch of old cranky geezers beating each other up?
You guys are just really, really weird.
I mean, if I were to come back over there, I'd have to come back with popcorn and watch.

[torn_betweentwo]

OI! I'm not that much older than you!

[herocomplex]

Yeaaah. But— you're British-y.
And that's not really too scary either.

[torn_betweentwo]

I'M NORTHERN IRELAND! THERE'S A DIFFERENCE!

[herocomplex]

Do you put a "u" in the word "color"?

[unionjackass]

He spells it PROPERLY, yes.

[torn_betweentwo]

Yeah? So? You're the only one who doesn't spell it properly.

[herocomplex]

Then you're totally British-y.
Sorry. That sucks, I know.

[unionjackass]

Better than being a bloody Yank. I know the word "colour" spelt with a "u" has too many letters for you to remember, but it's still embarrassing.

[torn_betweentwo]

Sooooo... Does that mean you're calling Ireland British-y too? You know, my sister? With all the knives? [hint hint...]

[unionjackass]

...[stops.





looks at Nortie.





Looks at America.



Looks at Nortie again.

It's time to pick on the Yank.]









Really.

[TOO CALM ABOUT THAT. too calm.]

[herocomplex]

Yeah!