I worked with tattie-munching c****, sheep-shagging c****, dirty Northern c****, posho-southern c***, greasy-Greek-c**** and that Dutch c**** who was forever pickin-poppies.
Me, a haggis-nibblin whisky-soured Dreechit c****? Propbably.
That’s just what we called out over the workyard.
Racist? No.
Offensive to the parties involved? No.
Offensive the the thin skinned Milquetoast commentators? Didn’t matter.
Run to the mods-not the Brighton ones- if you’re that upset.