When I was in Denver last September, he fed me free food and drink.
Now he’s over in the UK for a month and it’s my turn to show him the sights.
Note his demented picture-face.
Apparently the view from Stirling Castle is how he imagined Scotland to look.
That’s probably because it was pishing it down with rain the whole time we were there.
We also had a genuine Scottish experience and refused to pay the ridiculous £13 entry fee and instead just wandered around about the outside.
“What happens when the English come back now that you’ve blocked up all the cannons?!”
I also have new glasses, which make me look a bit Jewish.
