Burns Night?

[Rich Sculpts]

I'm browsing through eBay looking for books and thought I would checkout the Burns Night special promotion - kinda wondering at what point the steak tenderiser comes into the celebrations

 

[Tubby-Nuts2]

I already have bought my, 'Macsween's Haggis'. It is the only decent one I can get down here. .. Got my Malt whiskey ..

Bring on the 25th!

Mark.

 

[Helm]

Oh don't encourage them

 

[peedee]

Oh don't encourage them

No encouragement needed bro !

Paul.

 

[Ron Tamburrini]

Oh don't encourage them

Hmm Who are them

 

[Helm]

Hmm Who are them

These lot

 

[billyturnip]

Hmm Who are them

Them know who they are.

 

[Tubby-Nuts2]

Possibly this personage.

. Fair play.

Mark.

 

[peedee]

Them know who they are.

Aye..they are
"Who say the Lord be thankit".

Paul.

 

[Tubby-Nuts2]

I am having, 'Haggis, with neeps and tatties'. ..Tonight. Although the good wife is unaware of this. + Malt!

I may be late in signing on tomorrow due to being subject to physical abuse.

Mark.

 

[billyturnip]

I may be late in signing on tomorrow due to being subject to physical abuse.

That sounds like fun, I might have to pop up town for a Haggis.

 

[Eludia]

Not Burns admittedly, but still funny nonetheless

Tae a Fert

Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie,
Lurks in yer belly efter the feastie.
Just as ye sit doon among yer kin,
There sterts to stir an enormous wind.

The neeps and tatties and mushy peas,
Stert workin like a gentle breeze.
But soon the puddin’ wi the sauncie face,
Will have ye blawin’ all ower the place.

Nae matter whit ye try tae dae,
A’bodys gonnae have tae pay.
Even if ye try to stifle,
It’s like a bullet oot a rifle.

Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair,
Tae try and stop the leakin’ air.
Shift yersel frae cheek tae cheek,
Pray tae God it doesny reek.

But aw yer efforts go assunder,
Oot it comes – a clap o’ thunder.
Ricochets aroon the room,
Michty me, a sonic boom!

God almighty it fairly reeks,
Hope I huvnae pooed ma breeks!
Tae the loo I better scurry,
Aw who cares, its no ma worry.

A’body roon aboot me chokin,
Wan or two are nearly bokin.
I’ll feel better for a while,
Cannae help but raise a smile.

“Wis him!” I shout with accusin’ glower,
Alas too late, he’s just keeled ower!
“Ye dirty thing!” they shout and stare,
I dinnae feel welcome any mair.

Where ere ye go let yer wind gang free,
Sounds like just the job fur me.
Whit a fuss at Rabbie's perty,
Ower the sake o’ wan wee ferty


Enjoy yer haggis the night fellas o/

 

[Tubby-Nuts2]

That sounds like fun, I might have to pop up town for a Haggis.

Traitors'??? Both being Yorkshire-men, quite possibly. Yummy factor, Hmm, then I am guilty.

Oh! the 'Whisky and cream sauce', is an additional bonus.

Mark.

 

[billyturnip]

Traitors'??? Both being Yorkshire-men, quite possibly. Yummy factor, Hmm, then I am guilty.

Oh! the 'Whisky and cream sauce', is an additional bonus.

Mark.

They make their own haggis at our local butcher so that's allowed.... and pork & haggis pies.

 

[Tubby-Nuts2]

They make their own haggis at our local butcher so that's allowed.... and pork & haggis pies.

Pork and Haggis pies!! A dream to me! I do like my pies.

Mark