Intrustin' wathar me arse ya Moose lovin' Jac-pine Savages!
Hae ye noot heaird uf Globul Wurmin'?
AAHHHhhhh...ah doornt gie a hoot ye sassenach butt-sniffin' mukker ay a Hog.
Ya croquet playin' mint munchers...
Sae ye can jist swatch Kolt air un Frost up mah kilt an' kiss mah Scootish crease.
Yer sassenach friggin' Mounties is bent tay, I'll hae ye ken,
an' yer kimmers hae buk teef.