Didn't quite know were to put this, but this seems as good a place as any.
Smokie will probably suss out what i'm on about. At half time yesterday against the Frogs i suddenly found myself nearly wanting to board the quickest form of transport i could lay my hands on up to Edinburgh. The reason why, i was getting so effed off with Finn Russell, the urge was there to give the little twat a wedgie and have a look round the other side to see if in fact i'd revealed a Camel toe.
Thank fcuk for Greig Laidlaw's composure and kicking boots.