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Nervous defendants |

Fine shirts fellas |

You have been found guilty
in my kangaroo court... |
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of cross dressing... |

The sharks move in for the
fit blonde |

How do you plead?
Guilty m'lud. |
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Ah that's better. You almost
look respectable Shed. |

A united collection of
Britain's finest. With some colourful help from Benetton.
(Q. Anyone seen Dezzie?!?) |

And a bonny wee Scottish
Lassie |
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Big Al limbering up |

Al and Dazza prepare to
exchange blows over the available totty |

Mac confesses he wished he
was English |
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Happy faces all round at
this confession |

More happy faces
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Mac gets lucky. Or,
judging from that smile, is it Sharon that's getting lucky? Where
are your hands Mac? |
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A fine figure of a woman |

Queue here for a golden
shower |

Ahhh... civilisation at last |
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Sporting legends the lot of
them |

Who needs Ernie Ells? |

Soup and a beer (or two) |
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Hmm, putting two wheelie
bins on top of each other and then climbing on them would be a really
great idea... |

The ugly sisters...(Good lip
action Ruaridh!) |

and the magnificent 11. |