ENGERLAND ENGLERLAND ENGERLAND.
Some years ago, (1992) during the european cup, english football fans decided to enter a pissing-contest with the locals.

Malmö, Swedens biggest southern city was the Scene of one such clash. The swedish fans apparently put up a bit of resistance, but Swedes in generaly shy away from confrontation, and are a nice, quiet peace-loving people. The full force of English lager-fuelled hooliganism swept through them effortlessly. The Swedish Riot police were then overcome, as Teh English supporters did what they do best when abroad.

They then proceeded to take the town to pieces.

Now.. This was a dark day for england, but it has a spin-off effect.

Noone wants to fight a Brit: They assume that you're an un-hinged fighting machine with fists of fury, and a penchant for battering people with cobble-stones.

Proof:

While Exiting one of the parks, My friend went ahead, as i stashed the rug in the rucksack... I caught up with him as some meat-head knuckle-dragging missing-link was talking to him. Matey looked a little perturbed.

Me "What's going on"
Matey "This guy's trying to make me give him money"

Meathead looks a little worried. I'm many things, but the one that was important was the fact that i'm built like a brick shit-house.

Meathead "Erm... Are you English?"
ME "Yes, were you trying to take money from Matey here?"
Meathead "Uh.. I was only Joking.. What's your favourite football team then" (favourite question, thought to pacify brits)
Me "Don't try and get out of this one pal, I don't like football, i just go for the fights"

Meathead and his sidekick decided that it was time to run as i grinned at them.

I can't fight for shit. My size and strength comes from mountain biking and rock climbing... and i genuinely hate football.

YAY for stereotypes.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 15 Jun 2006, 18:06, Reply)