Wrang nationality ya scunner
Tony: I dinna ken nuttin aboot a' the bloody fuss over bloody hunting as lang as therrr'es nae bloody poaching involved.
After a', ye've goata huv meat on the table and ah've never heard of Mad Fawn Disease, ye ken?
At least ye can eat the manky beast. I've taken a rat or two in the midden and they taste bloody awful. An' the wee bobes stick in yer teeth.
Politically speaking, as a bleeding hert commie, (middle o' the road mind you), if there wiz such a thing as a bloody radical on oor side o' the aisle, et might fill the bill with a' that bletherin he did.