Omega Owners Forum
Chat Area => General Discussion Area => Topic started by: STMO999 on 25 January 2010, 14:35:03
-
There will be no sign of our Scottish members tonight.
It is burrrrrrrrrrrrrrns night and they will all be off reciting poetry...or something. :-/
-
You sure???
Neeeeburrrrr !! ;D
-
Watch out for those wee timorous beasties! ;)
'Rabbi Burns' was the less famous (and more Jewish) brother of the Bard. ;D
-
An Englishman is being shown around a Scottish hospital.
At the end of his visit, he is shown into a ward with a number of patients who show no obvious signs of injury. He goes to examine the first man he sees, and the man proclaims:
Fair fa' yer honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain e' the puddin' race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
painch tripe or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
as lang's my arm.
The Englishman, somewhat taken aback, goes to the next patient, and immediately the patient launches into:
Some hae meat, and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit.
This continues with the next patient:
Wee sleekit cow'rin tim'rous beastie,
O what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
wi' bickering brattle.
I wad be laith to run and chase thee,
wi' murdering prattle!"
"Well," the Englishman mutters to his Scottish colleague, "I see you saved the psychiatric ward for the last."
"Nay, nay," the Scottish doctor corrected him, "this is the Serious Burns unit."
-
Watch out for those wee timorous beasties! ;)
'Rabbi Burns' was the less famous (and more Jewish) brother of the Bard. ;D
;D ;D ;D splendid :y
-
An Englishman is being shown around a Scottish hospital.
At the end of his visit, he is shown into a ward with a number of patients who show no obvious signs of injury. He goes to examine the first man he sees, and the man proclaims:
Fair fa' yer honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain e' the puddin' race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
painch tripe or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
as lang's my arm.
The Englishman, somewhat taken aback, goes to the next patient, and immediately the patient launches into:
Some hae meat, and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit.
This continues with the next patient:
Wee sleekit cow'rin tim'rous beastie,
O what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
wi' bickering brattle.
I wad be laith to run and chase thee,
wi' murdering prattle!"
"Well," the Englishman mutters to his Scottish colleague, "I see you saved the psychiatric ward for the last."
"Nay, nay," the Scottish doctor corrected him, "this is the Serious Burns unit."
;D ;D ;D does it for me ;D ;D :y
-
Good one H ;D ;D ;D ;D
-
Watch out for those wee timorous beasties! ;)
'Rabbi Burns' was the less famous (and more Jewish) brother of the Bard. ;D
Less famous, but a tad more controversial :o
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqngrqDR8P4[/media]
-
Didnt even know it was that Burns thingy..
Mind you i`m not very Jockish :-/
-
Tae awe the Jocks thats oon the site
a dinae want tae geeya a fright
but youd better gite yer name doon soon
fur the perty in the month o june
cause if ye drag yer heels a taw
yel no get tae kick a baw
Sorry about the Baird spelling ;D ;D
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
--eerhm :-[ posting my cheque Daz in the morning :y ;D
-
Burns night
RIP Richard :'( :'(