The Scottish Pagan Federation?
Before you know it, they’ll be demanding the right to marry their sheep.
Tourist walks into a pub in a coastal town and Scotland and orders a drink.
Local guy holding up the bar says, “Hey, laddie, did you see the dock when you came in? I built that with my own hands — but do they call me Angus the Dock Builder? Nooo.”
“And d’ye see this nice, sturdy bar here — built that one as well. Lots of folk lean up against this bar, but am I known as Angus the Carpenter? Nooo.”
“But, just once in yer life, you have sex with a bloody sheep...”