One foggy morning on the border of England and Scotland…

…a Scottish voice came out from within the dense fog.

“Any one Scotsman can beat any 10 Englishmen.”

The English general stationed at the border took offense and sent down 10 of his soldiers. There were sounds of a hell of a fight and NO ONE returned. An hour later, the same voice was heard.

“Any one Scotsman can beat any 50 Englishmen.”

With this the English general sent down 50 of his soldiers. The same thing, a terrible fight ensured and again NO ONE returned. An hour later, the same voice:

“Any one Scotsman can beat any 100 Englishmen.”

Same same, down went 100 of the best. NO ONE returned. An hour later:

“Any one Scotsman can beat any 1,000 Englishmen.”

By this time, the English general had enough and was about to go down himself, when he saw a lone Englishman crawling up the hill. He was battered to a pulp.

As he reached his general he said, “Don’t send any more troops down, it’s a trap! THERE’S TWO OF THEM!”

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