A SCOTSMAN has sent a drunken text to his friend that may or may not be a passage from an Irvine Welsh novel.
Bill McKay sent the late night text to English friend, Nathan Muir, who said that even if he was not half asleep he would have struggled to understand it.
Muir said: “It’s either drunken, rambling nonsense or a beautifully observed look at the people of Leith. I’ve really no idea.
“I’m sure in his next text someone will be ‘on the smack’ and someone else will be ‘having a ‘bairn’ to some ‘total radge’.
“Which is apparently a baby and a bad person.”
McKay added: “Aw Nathan man, wud be guid tae see yer wee fuckin’ face and mibbes go doon the Braidburn fur a sesh.”
Muir said: “I think that means he’s come into a load of heroin off some Russian sailors in a pub and he wants me to go to London to help him sell it.”
McKay sent a final text saying: “Ya fuckin’ English prick.”
Muir added: “I get that bit.”
