Aug 16, 2017
glennisdair replied to your post: [……….. He took an anger nap.] [And here he is,...
Let me know if you need anything, I’m always here to cheer up mates.
I... Think I’m fine. Just - [Sighs.] I’m still annoyed.
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glennisdair replied to your post: [……….. He took an anger nap.] [And here he is,...
Let me know if you need anything, I’m always here to cheer up mates.
I... Think I’m fine. Just - [Sighs.] I’m still annoyed.
glennisdair replied to your post “people always look at me funny when i say my first memory of rainer is...”
really?? a like tae tell fionn i found him in the rubbish bin when he wis a sprog
oh my god
but yeah he nearly killed me with his horse. and then he stole me and gave me bread
@glennisdair.
“Well, well. Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” Admittedly, she’s surprised to see him at her doorstep so suddenly, though by no means displeased. Folding her arms over her chest, she perks her eyebrows up at the Scotsman, lips just barely curling into a smile. “What took you so long to pay me a visit?”
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apparently everyone reblogging that: 1066 where u...
/BUT WHERE’S SHEILA’S WHEELS?/
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@glennisdair || starter call
“So-- ... what’s exactly inside of a ‘haggis’?” He might have seen it in a documentary a few days ago and there’s no better person to ask about it than a Scotsman. It might’ve fascinated him a bit.
@glennisdair ♥ for a starter
Sometimes I get the feeling you’ve found brand new friends you hang out with and forgot about your old ones.
Who are you, stranger.
// Enjoying Burns the traditional way. With drinks in a church @glennisdair
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[It was a beautiful summer’s day, and Ludwig was on his way to visit his sister. Driving through the south of France wasn’t his favourite, but he much preferred it to taking the bus of any sort. The road was empty, however, and he was able to relax somewhat.]
[Until he saw a very familiar ginger man, carrying what seemed to be a cat box with him. Slowing down, Ludwig unrolled his window, looking at the man. When he was close enough, he stopped, shielding his eyes from the sun.]
Alisdair?