It's part and parcel of the incessant love-in for all things Liverpool since the Beetles *shivers with disgust*. The legendary cheeky good old scouse wit which we were subjected to during the 70s and 80s on TV and which we were supposed to enjoy or else we were glum twats, the wonderful football on magic nights in Europe, the evil of Tebbit and Thatcher boys from the black stuff Craig Charles po-ims and scouse sit coms and the 96 blah blah blah ferry cross the Mersey? The fucker sank they nicked the propeller boss caps!