Posted on 02/06/2003 8:37:48 AM PST by beaversmom
IRISH
Racial Characteristics:
Pie-faced, neckless, bandy-legged sots who almost never f***. Ignorant and superstitious, they are in utter thrall to the vile, conniving priests of their dark and barbarous religion. Their women have their legs on upside down and no man in the country eats anything but potatoes, and only eats them when has out of strong drink. The principal delights of the Irish are in quarreling and fighting and killing each other with bombs. They can be trained to do nothing useful that a dray horse can't accomplish in half the time, and they spew out a continuous stream of mumbles and grunts which they fancy to be "poems." They sell their children for whiskey.
Good Points:
Many Irish are dead.
Proper Forms of Address
: Bogmouth, peat-face, Mr. Potato Head, nun-buns, dumb Mick.
An Anecdote Illustrating Something of the Irish Character: There once was an Irishman who got so drunk while he was in Rome that he kissed his wife and beat the Pope's foot to a pulp with a coal shovel.
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ENGLISH
Racial Characteristics:
Cold-blooded queers with nasty complexions and terrible teeth who once conquered half the world but still haven't figured out central heating. They warm their beers and chill their baths and boil all their food, including bread. An intensely snobbish group, but who exactly they're snubbing is an international mystery. Lately they've been getting their comeuppance world power-wise, as their shabby, antiquated, and bankrupt little back alley of a country slowly winds down like the ill-crafted clockwork playthings of which their undersized children are so fond. In fact, last year their entire government had to kiss the ass of the fat aboriginal nig-nog who runs Uganda to retrieve a single flit hack writer from the clutches of that august nation. They all have large collections of something useless like lamp finials or toad eggs, and they would have lost both world wars if it were not for us. They like to be spanked with canes and that's just what they deserve.
Good Points:
It's relatively easy to make yourself understood with them.
Proper Forms of Address:
Limey, lime-eater, pom, poof, sister-boy.
An Anecdote Illustrating Something of the English Character:
In his unpublished memoirs, Benjamin Disraeli tells the story of a political conference with then-Prime Minister William Gladstone, who habitually conducted such private discussions while being fellated by an able-bodied seaman of the Royal Navy. At one point during their talk, the sailor suddenly looked up from Gladstone's penis and said, "Excuse me, Sir, but you've c@#&." "By Jove, so I have," said Gladstone, and he gave the tar a sovereign.
No one knows. It's never been tried.
ok, dat's funny
Canada has had access to British political knowledge, French culture, and American know-how. It wound up with British know-how, French political knowledge, and American culture."
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