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Burns Night!
Hi all!
Here in Scotland, today (Jan 25th) is called Burns Night; it is a celebration of what most people consider to be Scotland's greatest poet, Rabbie Burns. We all use it as an(other!!) excuse to go out, dress up in a kilt, eat Haggis, and get totally sh*t-faced..... all in the name of culture, of course!! So I'd just like to wish ALL you sexy Pixieites a Happy Burns Night ... and DM |
Address to a Haggis
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the pudding-race! Aboon them a' yet tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o'a grace As lang's my arm. The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin was 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 sleight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright, Like ony 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 make her spew Wi' perfect sconner, Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view On sic a dinner? Poor devil! see him owre his trash, As feckles as wither'd rash, His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash; His nieve a nit; Thro' blody 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' hands will sned, Like taps o' trissle. 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 ye wish her gratefu' prayer Gie her a haggis! |
HAPPY Burns Night to ya
….. and if you’re not a McDonald,... don’t let your WHOPPER get cold under that kilt.;) |
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Hmmm nothing like a Sheep's Stomach stuffed with Cow Parts and Gravy to get your mouth watering...
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Hmmm... Thought Burns Night was when you got the Ben-Gay confused with the KY...
Anway, Happy Burns Night! |
Damn I wish I was Scottish.......cept the haggis part!!!!
Cheers my friends!!!! Oh and did I hear someone say kilts?????????? Pics please:p |
SLAINTE !!
Back atcha dm383! *Hoping upon all hope I didn't just say something I may regret!* OK.......Where's the BONFIRE?????????? I got some weinies to roast! |
Lilith, I have just had my haggis an neeps and it was absolutely superb!!!!
SLAINTE TO DM383 |
Big_Yin~ No kissing me with your haggis breath:p
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Cheers one & all!!! I've not long had MY haggis'n'neeps, and I fair enjoyed it! LOVELY GRUB!!!
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Lilith, have you ever TRIED haggis?!?! There's a bit more to it than what Doomsday said...... and no gravy either! Yeuch!! (I think your punishment for being so squeamish will be....... NO KILT SHOTS!!!:D ) Big "Haggisy" kiss to you Lilith, and to anyone else (Female!) around. (Lixy, Slainte {pronounced "Slanj"}, short for Slainte mhath, is Gaelic for "To your Health"! Here's to yours, babe!) Maid of Marvels..... you ARE marvellous..... thanks for the link!! ;) Happy Burnsing to y'all!! DM |
May go out for some Scotch Whiskey to celebrate...pass on the haggis tho... ;)
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