Saxons!
A dark force gathers in the north. A band of brutes has washed up on our shores and prepares to march south to confront the Queen's men. These savage, dangerous men come from a dark, backward land and speak in a guttural tongue. They are strong of limb and sallow of complexion. They worship Yahweh by day and crack heads by night. No more odious breed of barbarians has ever fouled Anglia's shores!
Englishmen! Lock up your wives and daughters! Sharpen your axe! Come out and prepare to meet this manic foe! Their leader, King Victor, promises to descend on the borough of Twi-ck-en-am. We shall meet this marauding savage and acquaint him with the true face of the Saxon.
Men, gird your loins and hunker down in the valleys of Wessex. Await the call of your noble liege Lord. It will not be long in coming.
By The Noble Liege Crouchback on behalf of Her Majesty
Sire, you have my sword!
Posted by: Kitchener | 22 November 2010 at 01:56 PM
You, my friend, are a true Saxon warrior.
Posted by: Viscount Crouchback | 22 November 2010 at 02:57 PM
Irish mercenary here.
Will kill Boer for cash or debt relief.
Posted by: Chucky Arla | 22 November 2010 at 04:56 PM
Son of Erin - Scalp 10 Boers and I shall give you Rutland.
Posted by: Viscount Crouchback | 22 November 2010 at 05:53 PM
Fear not my lord, they're not that frightening.
Posted by: Mr Sheen | 22 November 2010 at 07:50 PM
My Lord, north of the Limpopo there will be many cries for England. Alas, we shall be forced to listen to Boer commentary on the telly. Quite awful.
Posted by: Lord Naivasha | 23 November 2010 at 10:09 AM
A Rhodesian? Splendid. I imagine the Boer commentary consists of guttural grunts and yelps and the occasional cry of ecstasy. Rather like listening to the next door couple having sex, perhaps.
Posted by: Viscount Crouchback | 23 November 2010 at 11:03 AM
South Africa vs England
Brutality vs Pluck
Psychoticness vs Composure
Mindlessness vs Stoutness
Donald vs Athers
Krige vs Wilko
Boer vs Gentleman
Soweto vs Oxford
Come on England!
Posted by: Isaac | 24 November 2010 at 10:17 AM
Oh Dear!!
The most decorous thing to say at this point in time my Lord is...
your boys were BEASTED!!!!!!
Posted by: Chucky Arla | 27 November 2010 at 10:44 PM
Bliksem! That was a befokde game of rugby, boet. In fact, it was quite a jawl watching your boys get BEASTED! Yours etc...
Posted by: Count Pieter Van den Bergh van Oudtshoorn of Saasveld | 28 November 2010 at 03:29 AM