Frankie Boyle is a funny man
Frankie Boyle is a very funny man. One of the funniest on British television right now via his appearances on Mock the Week . Whenever I watch, and listen, to Frankie Boyle, I ache to be living back in Glasgow.
But before I over-romanticise living in Glasgow, here’s some choice words from Frankie, pinched from articles that are reproduced on his website:
On Rangers and Celtic:
Massive corporate entities leeching the soul out of their deprived communities. The area round Celtic Park is like Blade Runner without the special effects. In 1967 Celtic won the European Cup with a team where all the players were born within 20 miles of the stadium. If you tried to field a team from that area now you wouldn’t find 11 people who still had both legs. Both clubs have profited massively from sectarianism. Personally, I think everyone involved over the years has shown that they don’t have Northern Ireland’s best interests at heart and it should now be given to a third party, like Spain. Imagine how little the average Belfast citizen would care for the problems of religion if he could just get a nice bit of tapas on the Falls road. And it wasn’t fucking raining all the time. And he still had knees.
On personal grooming:
The average Glasgow guy now looks like he spends more time in front of the mirror than a pubescent girl. You know what? If you’re going to spend 2 hours on your appearance every day why not work out you fat fucks? If you’re going to have a haircut that makes you look like a moderately powerful Pokemon, try to make sure you’re body doesn’t look like something that’s just been fished out of a river.