*Rolls down an England is my City street*

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Oh no, I'd better start acting more english before the queen imprisons me for high treason. Time to drink tea except with 80% milk and be racist in Greggs.

*falls down the apples and pears*

Blimey, I've become brown bread. Didn't think I'd pop me clogs before half past 2 bong in the afternoon

PIP PIP CHEERIO

To take a page out of Arcana's book



Welcome to England, where we live in 24/7 terrible weather, but at least play the correct football

As long as Club Ake exists, this city belongs to meee!

I'm part Scottish, is hat good enough?

That*