well fair do's, that's very civil of you mister
its all about interaction
aye ken cheery
didn't your mother ever tell you
to brush your teeth before you go to bed
its not quite as simple as that
have a good look at your yellowing toenails on a cold winters night before the maggots crawl out from beneath that withered blanket of flesh you call your face and transform before your leaden eyes into mythical creatures of flight
are there no any chips left fer me ma?
am really starvin noo
angus there's nae food left fer ye
jist go tae sleep and you'll forget awe aboot it

I can heer ya.

And May I say welcome...

many thanks your kindness