*opens door*
TV loiscenes? I don't watch that rubbish
*closes door slightly to hide Robert Hillington and Joseph Gribbilion watching something about the queen being a lizard*
"My name? Ruston Shakelshire"
>Oi ain't bloody payin fer' no more abbo docta and pozzed troony rose, 'Ank... >"Dale, it's a bleedin television show mate not the ever loving doctrine, stop bein so bloody asenine.."
Mostly the same, I'd imagine.
Peggy would probably be a French teacher
The Souphanousinphones would probably be Arabic or Indian, instead.
Bill would come from an Irish family of actual peerage a while ago.
Cotton would have lost his shins to Nazis instead of the Japanese.
The hardest person to port over would be John Redcorn.
I couldn't say, most of those types of people either emigrated or were deported to the colonies.
There really isn't enough raw wilderness left to hide out in.
"Hills-On-Dorcester" and it's a pleasant little middle-of-nowhere town like from Hot Fuzz. Henry Hills and his wife, Margaret Hills and their odd but well-meaning little chav of a son, Robert.
Essentially this.
*siiiiips tea outside of buckingham palace fence*
"Quite"
"Most certainly"
"Right"
"I concur"
heh
Well what’s the south of the UK?
socially? I say the UK's north is more like the US's south; more likely to be christian, traditional, accent, seen as salt-of-the-earth
The North
"I killed fifty blokes in Burma, and lost me bloody shins!"
Jhon MacCorn (forever disgruntled scotsman who blames the english for everything)
Dale would have a knife obsession instead of guns and believe the royals were out to get him i guess
*opens door*
TV loiscenes? I don't watch that rubbish
*closes door slightly to hide Robert Hillington and Joseph Gribbilion watching something about the queen being a lizard*
"My name? Ruston Shakelshire"
They'd all be northerners, probably Mancunian or Scouse.
Boomhauer is like James Bond, but no one understands his attempts at one liners.
This is the British Boomhauer
What's the British version of Hank actually being born in New York instead of Texas?
A Scouser who discovers that rather than being a Celtic blooded Liverpudlian, he's actually born in Sussex with Norman blood.
There's frick all celtic blood in the UK anyway, most people who think they're a redheaded celt are actually viking
The French translation of this show changes the setting from Texas to rural Quebec. Quebecois Boomhauer is incredible.
Hank would be a fan of Emirates Fly Better
Safe to say the Uh Oh, Canada episode would be about a French family being their neighbors for a bit instead
>Oi ain't bloody payin fer' no more abbo docta and pozzed troony rose, 'Ank...
>"Dale, it's a bleedin television show mate not the ever loving doctrine, stop bein so bloody asenine.."
Mostly the same, I'd imagine.
Peggy would probably be a French teacher
The Souphanousinphones would probably be Arabic or Indian, instead.
Bill would come from an Irish family of actual peerage a while ago.
Cotton would have lost his shins to Nazis instead of the Japanese.
The hardest person to port over would be John Redcorn.
Set it twenty years in the future, make most of them pakis and Indians and have redcorn be the only actual British one
I know you placed Bill as Irish but Redcorn could also be Irish with the whole free northern Ireland, getting back at the brits, personality
>Sean O'Connell, with his long red locks blowing in the wind; bagpipes softly playing in the background whenever he says something profound
You could make John one of those Irish or Scottish who push hard for independence and hates the monarchy as much as Dale
A cartoon version of the Royle Family.
This shit's great and all they do is watch TV and eat bacon sandwiches.
What is the British equivalent of rednecks?
I couldn't say, most of those types of people either emigrated or were deported to the colonies.
There really isn't enough raw wilderness left to hide out in.
"Hills-On-Dorcester" and it's a pleasant little middle-of-nowhere town like from Hot Fuzz. Henry Hills and his wife, Margaret Hills and their odd but well-meaning little chav of a son, Robert.
>vaya, con allah
>*explodes*
heh