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| Stand back, Super Britainman! Let the Glasgow Kid have a shot at this one! | |
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| Oh, please. You are no match for me, little one! | |
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| Oh yeah? My Scotch Sense tells me that there is a fine single-malt nearby! Join me for a drink? | |
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| I think I'd prefer a wine spritzer, thanks. | |
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| By the Qeen Mum's left buttock mole! You ARE evil! | |
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| On second thought, maybe I'll have one of those giant frozen margaritas. | |
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