One of them is a gambling addict and a compulsive liar so I can understand it from him.
I don't unerstand it from a guy that I play fives with though. Perfectly respectable guy with a perfectly respectable job but the minute you're in the pub with him he's on about some time when he got a team down to some pub to shoot some c**t who was giving him shite.
Maybe it's his way of saying "i'm shyte at football but i'm still harder than you". I don't know. But I don't believe him, he knows I don't believe him, so what's the point? The least dangerous guy in the pub is always the one who bams off about what he's done to folk.
I don't mean to tar them all with the same brush. I'm sure there are plenty sensible Glaswegians who don't view every conversation as a cock-measuring contest. I've just yet to meet one.