Being the Buchanan Clan is of Scottish decent, I thought I’d post a bit of history about how tough we are…
Edward Longshanks (Edward I of England) comes to Scotland to conquer the Scots. He brings 4,000 men with him. As he reaches the battlefield, suddenly on the crest of hill there appears a solitary figure, a little stocky ginger-haired guy in a kilt.
“Hammer of the Scots?” yells the wee Scottish guy on the hill. “Come up here, ya English bastards, and I’ll give ye hammer!”
Edward turns to his commander and says, “Take 20 men and deal with that Scottish upstart!”
The commander send 20 men over the hill to kill the Scot.
Ten minutes later, at the crest of the hill, the little Scot appears again. “Ye English bastards!” he yells. “Come on the rest of ye!! Come on, I’ll have ya!!”
Edward is getting somewhat annoyed. He turns to his commander. “Take 100 men and kill that little guttersnipe!”
The commander sends 100 men over the hill to do the job. Ten minutes later, the little Scot appears at the top of the hill again, his hair all sticking up, his shirt a bit torn. “Ye English Scum!” he yells.
“I’m just warming up!!!! Come and Get me!!!”
Edward loses patience. “Commander, take 400 men and personally Wipe Him Off The Face Of The Earth!” he yells.
The commander gulps, but leads 400 men on horseback over the crest of the hill. Ten minutes later, the little Scotsman is back. His clothing all torn, his face is covered in blood, snot and Irn-Bru, and yells, “Is that the best ye can do??? You’re Bloody Wimmin!!!! Come on, come and have a go ya bunch of Jessies!!!”
Edward turns to his second in command. “Take 1000 men over that hill and don’t come back till you’ve killed him!” he commands.
The second in command gathers the men and they ride off over the hill to their fate. Ten minutes later, one of the English troops appears back at the top of the hill. He’s covered in blood and his clothes are all torn.
“Your Majesty!!!” he yells “It’s a trap!! There’s two of them.”