This is a little sketch me and a friend though of at uni and became a catchphrase between us due to his 1/4 Scottish descendancy. It can be applied to most formats and in my xmas special (dream scenario) would probably feature Andy Murray, Alex Ferguson or someone equally annoying. its completely immature and purile and probably not funny to anyone but we'll see. Here it goes.
INT. TWO BLOKES ARE IN A PUB PLAYING POOL. A STEREOTYPICAL SCOTSMAN(TARTAN BERET WITH GINGER HAIR, SCOTTISH FOOTBALL SHIRT AND KILT) RUNS OVER TO THEM PUTS ALL THE BALLS IN THE POCKETS GRABS THEIR CUES AND CABER TOSSES THEM. WHILST MUTTERING IN A SCOTTISH ACCENT. THE SCOTSMAN LEAVES THE TWO MEN STOOD ON THE SPOT. THEY PAUSE FOR A SECOND
MAN
What an annoying Scot!
