The traditional rivalries run deep between Glasgows industry-blighted East End and the leafy suburban academia of the West End. The typical West Ender viewpoint is that the East End is full of workshy junkies and your average East Enders knows fine that the West End is populated by jumped-up snobs, but a shared sense of humour means that everything is just hunky-dory. Aye right, as we say in Glasgow when we mean: No way. These rivalries are ancient, sometimes vicious, and run as deep at the Styx, but nowadays the main weapon is humour. People in the West are reacting to the suggestion that the Commonwealth Games is being shared by the city: Shared is it? Aye, the East End is getting it and were paying for it. These are the tall tales, the tantrums and the taradiddles told by both sides. Laugh? Youll probably flit to Edinburgh.