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Any of you people doing nothing are welcome to attend my Bible Reading class at Kinlochleven Masonic Hall on Sunday morning 10.30 am.Murdo will be playing his organ and Aggie has made some of her delicious Rock Cakes.......of course we shall all be totally naked
 
Any of you people doing nothing are welcome to attend my Bible Reading class at Kinlochleven Masonic Hall on Sunday morning 10.30 am.Murdo will be playing his organ and Aggie has made some of her delicious Rock Cakes.......of course we shall all be totally naked

You only go to watch Murdo.
 
Tonight - Not a lot

Tomorrow - celbrating 3 years with the missus

Sunday - recovering from sunday morning football
 
tonight im going out for a meal

sat hospital in the morning ,then over my mums to clean the house for her and sort her post out and so on ,afternoon RL footy while sorting our house out.

sunday hospital in the morning ,oadby owls match 12:30 ,dinner ,chill a bit ,bath the kids ,chill a bit then bed
 
tonight im going out for a meal

sat hospital in the morning ,then over my mums to clean the house for her and sort her post out and so on ,afternoon RL footy while sorting our house out.

sunday hospital in the morning ,oadby owls match 12:30 ,dinner ,chill a bit ,bath the kids ,chill a bit then bed

And then next Weekend i'm in the Regional Finals of the National Bullshitting Championships !!

Good luck Newts win it for the Forum:icon_wink
 
Next Friday night I am going to a Burns Night Quiz....jealous now arent you you bastards?
 
No. The answers are

Beastie

Haggis

Neeps
 
Next Friday night I am going to a Burns Night Quiz....jealous now arent you you bastards?

just for you HF

[FONT=Verdana,Tahoma,Arial,Helvetica]Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great Chieftan o' the Puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy of a
grace
As lang's my arm.
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana,Tahoma,Arial,Helvetica]The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o' need,
While thro' your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.


His knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An' cut you up wi' ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!


Then, horn for horn they stretch an' strive,
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
Bethankit hums.


Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi' perfect sconner
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?


Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro' bluidy flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!


But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll mak it whissle;
An' legs, an' arms, an' heads will sned,
Like taps o' thrissle.

[/FONT]Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if you wish her gratefu' pray'r,
Gie her a
Haggis!
 
I'll write that on my hand Newts,it might be one of the answers...
 
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