Cool,so its all agreed.We meet up at a country pub,have a couple of glasses of port then chase Saints across country until he can run no more,then we kill the bastard slowly,making up some bullshit about seeing him eating a kentucky and that he's a pest and class it as sport?Seems to be a really popular option-how about it Saints?no?thought not.You have a chance to out run us or to fight back when we set upon you.Youre a coward!!!
To be fair he's not even got the guts to ride in a hunt-he's a dangleberry who runs along behind in some old biddies car but brags about the hunt as he thinks he makes him look hard and like a 'real man'.He's the kind of bloke who goes to dogging places but watches from the bushes.Wannabe??
You'll be please to know I have just landed a nice profit for riding in some old biddies car. I think I'll go spend the money on some ladders so I can come and join you up there on your high horse, it must be a wonderful view.