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Jobby Moon

  After The Guardian publishes an article about jobbymoons, a nation guffaws… We’re off to Jobby Moon We’ll follow Mr Broon Jobby Moon, Jobby moooooon Be back soon


My Inner Dictator

I’m the Tory MP for Aberdeen South I like to slag the SNP with my oversized mouth People say I am a bit insane Cos I sat on the throne of Saddam Hussein What a…


Yuck

Diet Of No Fibre

(lyrics by @Tucker5Law) Backin’ up, constipated Tweetin’ rage with his scants down Went the distance, now he’s back on his feet Just a man and his compacted bowel When he was young, it happened so…


Jakeballs

  From the album Questionable Times by Half Bam Half Whisky, hear Loki and the ‘woman in white’ giving it laldy on an edition from Scotland. Listen here 


We Are The Undead

Russian journalist, Arkady Babchenko, comes back from the dead to prove that all is not as it seems. Reminds us of the soundtrack from the zombie football film, Wraith Rovers… Walking home through Beveridge Park…


Ruth Is Stranger Than Richard

With apologies to Robert Wyatt for nicking his album title, Half Bam Half Whisky release a concept album based around the exploits of Scottish Conservative leader, Ruth Davidson and Scottish Labour leader, Richard Leonard. Listen…


Gammon

I say! We’re Gammon: Our cheeks have a magenta hue. We’re Gammon: And we  really like Brexit too BBC Question Time, we can shout out anytime With bulging eyes and bulging vein or two Everyday…


Couldnae Gie A Fuck

As yet another royal wedding farago gets underway, we look back to the last time this nonsense took place and Scotland’s reaction to it. Video here


Constitutional Crisis

Constitutional, constitutional, constitutional fucking crisis Constitutional, constitutional, constitutional fucking crisis You can stuff your power grab I’d rather drive a rusty Saab Constitutional, constitutional, constitutional fucking crisis from the album Ruth Is Stranger Than Richard…


Jerusalem

And did those hands, those tiny hands Touch upon England’s Mrs May? And will the holy Lamb of Trump Make England’s pleasant pastures pay? And did the Countenance Divine Shine forth upon those clouded hills?…