>”The shots I was drinking were this Scottish drink, like a soft drink, called Irn-Bru. It looks radioactive. And I remember halfway through the day going, “How many more of these do I have to drink, lads? Because I might explode.”
tough job but someone has gotta do it.
That faint cheering sound you hear?
It’s the bosses at AG Barr.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in praise and were suddenly sloshed. I fear something Scottish has happened.
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>”The shots I was drinking were this Scottish drink, like a soft drink, called Irn-Bru. It looks radioactive. And I remember halfway through the day going, “How many more of these do I have to drink, lads? Because I might explode.”
tough job but someone has gotta do it.
That faint cheering sound you hear?
It’s the bosses at AG Barr.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in praise and were suddenly sloshed. I fear something Scottish has happened.
Irn Bru, gets you through
Cheer up Moth
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