Saturday, November 28, 2009


(Inspired by yesterday's rather fraught journey to work)
Faster than a speeding bullet, Glasgowman rips off his shirt to reveal the giant letter 'G' tattooed on his chest in biro!
Watch him leap onto public transport blind drunk at ten o' clock in the morning!
Marvel at how The Big G shouts sectarian slogans while frightening elderly passengers with overt and inappropriate expressions of intimacy!
Wonder at how he stumbles off the bus and shambles away in search of his nemesis, the archvillain Respectability!
He'll die young, either violently or through self-abuse - but he's Glasgowman, and his legend will live forever!


Blogger James Higham said...

A pint to you too.

29 November, 2009 15:05  
Blogger Martin said...

Thanks, James.

29 November, 2009 16:54  
Blogger Paulinus said...

Were you on the same bus as me then. Glasgowman was on mine.

30 November, 2009 09:04  
Blogger Martin said...


He's everywhere! None of that leaping tall buildings in a single bound guff for Glasgowman! Instead, he collapses into gutters with a cry of 'Get it right up ye!

01 December, 2009 20:42  

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