Scouse is a short man in a long uniform.
A man who needs no friend but his mother's vibrator.
A squirrely man who means to bury every nut he sees, and then starve.
A Klan gigolo who'll do blond, blue-eyed Aryan Brothers for free, even when he's out of jail.
A man of simple means, and even simpler tastes, a man of few needs.
Who needs women as sexual partners when playing the Nazi troll makes you come?
Scouse, you're a Liverpool bouncer with bad teeth and a stain on the front of your jeans, not Heinrich Himmler.
Find a woman, settle down, go to Lake Como on a holiday, adopt an East Indian boy, and take up Tai Chi.
You'll be happier for all this. Right now you sound angry and lonely and you probably have a hole in your sock.