THE owner of the Boston Red Sox has fulfilled a life-long ambition of surrounding himself with thousands of whining bastards who want to steal his car.

Liverpudlians would arrive in Boston with nothing but a small bag of stuff they'd nicked
He added: "Boston was a gateway for generations of immigrants. The Irish, so filled with violent hate and magical bullshit. The Scots, so angry, so eye-wateringly pungent - and even the odd Welshman, who then had to pretend to be Irish to avoid being tossed into the harbour.
"But it was always the Liverpudlians who fascinated me the most, with their disgusting accents, their mind-numbingly pathetic sense of humour and their transparent desire to steal everything my family owned.
"I thought to myself, 'one day I want to spend a huge amount of time with these people'.
"'I want to place myself at the heart of their community and spend hours and hours listening to their childish demands in a room where everything is bolted to the floor'."
STOLEN FROM THE DAILY MASH