It might have been rust or old chocolate cake. Twas an alarming sight and worse where it was located, by the side of the road under a bush. Too easy to be hidden for later methinks! Glasgow can be a tad rough that way. Although my lovely area is usually free of that nonsense so perhaps it was chocolate cake :OD
I hate those ones where they ask you to speak the answers. They have terrible trouble with Scottish accents!
Haha! And that surprises you? I fancied myself a whiz at accents until Beer Saturday comes around. :)
Kidding.
The ones that want you to speak are frustrating. Exactly where are they from? They don't do American English either. They don't even respond to curse words.
Not that I would know, but, something I have heard.
I have had great success when I get really stuck y imitating an LA style sort of silicon valley google employee accent. Usually gets me past things!
You should see me when I revert to speaking normally and don't enunciate so much ;OD
Ha! Sounds very Scottish! :)
A Scotsman cannot hide his roots!!
Why woukd he want to?? I mean, KILTS!!
Kilts rawk!! I have a black tartan one. It is quite singularly amazing!
Did they do the Highland Games there yet?
Oh, Black Tartan! Cambell clan? One of my grandfathers was McIntosh :)
They are amazing. I love them!