Mair Weegie Wan-Liners is yet another culling by Ian Black, he of the many broken noses, of the casual insults, slanders and outright naked threats repeated in the haughmagandie-ridden howffs and haud-me-doons of his native city. You will laugh, you may well cry, you will repeat them, you will also learn to do a quick sidestep - or you may well find yourself the recipient of a faceful of dandruff. Use these words with care.