Giving a Fuck So You Don't HaveTo

I recently wrote a letter to Pope Cannon of Foul Mouth Shirts.

I hear you blah fucking blahing on about the Irish and St Patrick’s Day and how fucking awesome the Irish are and what big drinkers they are.  Pfft!  Kiss my hairy Scots arse!

How about some fucking offensive shirts for the Scotsman and woman?  We Scots drink Guinness as cough-medicine and we chug back real alcoholic beverages like double distilled neat Whisky.  The Irish have to fucking water everything down and distil the grain spirit thrice.  What the fuck is up with that shite? 

The Scots may have a reputation of being thrifty, but that’s a shite load better than the tatty-munching, rosary-rattling Paddys, who are only smart enough to believe in green leprechauns and refuse contraception.

Get some Scots t-shirt up and running, FuckKnob!

Megan Got Her First Love Letter!

Megan was quite chuffed to show me her first love letter from a boy at school. Megan is in Grade 1 remember.  Sean gave this to her the other day just after they had two weeks Easter Break holiday.

How cute is that?