Not long later Xander was pissed as a newt and high as a rocker, he stood up shakily and began wandering the halls, stumbling and singing at the top of his lungs.<br/><br/><strong>"Ye take the High Road an I'll take the low road an' I'll be in Glasgae afore ye, an' we'll see off the Brits, and their stupid fake-arsed tits, On the bonny bloodstained banks of the thaaaa-ames! But if we dunnae win, then we lure the fucker's in tae the bonny walls of glasgae in the moooor - nin!"</strong>He threw his bottle at a wall and paused to vomit in a plantpot before continuing<strong>"Give ma a home! Where Welsh dunnae roam! An' the food isnae dicked with as weeeell! Oh ye know what they say! At the end o' the day! If we're drunk then we all go tae HEEEEEELLLLLLL!!!"</strong>