Why am I doing this?

[drivinginstructor]

Forget it lad. I'm not going to go waltz into one'a these games you keep harpin' on aboot. Final word, end of story, not happening.

[I'm sure there's at least one game who's take a stereotypical Scotsman.]

Ach! Have you got haggis in your ears boy? NO CRUDDY GAMES.

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Don't know who you are, but I kinda love you

[diana_abel]

Haggis. Haggis. Why is it that every single thing comes back to haggis with you Scotts? I mean, seriously. Don't you have other things you can stick in people's ears?

Re: Don't know who you are, but I kinda love you

[drivinginstructor]

It's a figure of speech lass. Don't take it so literally.

[diana_abel]

Well I can't help it. Now I'm picturing haggis in someone's ears.

Same reason I have this journal, I'm sure

[heycutitout]

Hey Roddy.

[Have a Cosgrove happy to see someone he knows. A Cosgrove who's recently gone to the Pineapple Whip stand judging from the treat in his hand.]

Re: Same reason I have this journal, I'm sure

[drivinginstructor]

Cosgrove.

Is- is that a pineapple whip?

[heycutitout]

Yeah. There's a stand in front of the International House of Fungus. Wanna go?

[girlinasquirrelsuit]

Hee. You sound like my dad.

[drivinginstructor]

Really lass? Does your da' have to constantly deal with people who just won't listen no matter what he tells them? Because that's what I have to deal with day in and day oot.

Mentor jobs are NOT as rewarding as advertised.

[girlinasquirrelsuit]

Well, there was definitely me. I did listen once a year for his birthday. But I turned out pretty good, I guess, so it ain't hopeless?