Gimmee a beer and one for the Niggah
Johnny ‘The Skull’ was not a handsome man. He pushed his way through a crowded bar at Aberdeen Airport and caught the barman’s eye. “Bartender, gimmee a beer,” he said in a southern-states drawl. Then, without looking, he pointed to his left and said: “And one for the Niggah.” The barman looked confused and said: “Sir there’s nobody there.” The noise in the crowded bar dropped a little. Johnny looked to his left and then behind him. At the back of the room stood a large dark-skinned man. Johnny called him over: “Hey Niggah come on over here”. Turning back to the barman he added: “And bring them bags.” The large man with two large bags moved through a hushed room to take his appointed place at the bar. Johnny said: “Siddown and drink yo beer”, without looking at his compatriot. The dark man said nothing as his middle-class English accent would have spoiled the whole charade. Needless to say, The Skull was as Scottish as Alex Harvey or Niall MacKenzie. The Skull and his dark-skinned...