Ha'e ye ever bin to Scotland???

[Angry White Male]

Ok...

[Blazor]

Nice pics Brick  ac_drinks

[Anonymous]

BT usually does snap some fine pictures.

[Bricktop]

Aw, shucks...you guys...



 ac_blush



Thank you.

[GORDY GAMBINO]

I remember reading that people in Scotland are the most unhealthy Europeans.

Scottish restaurant....they do not exist.



Fucken haggis.



And 7 billion Scotch Whiskys. ( old stock sent to Tea Tree Geezer for weekly consumption )



A fucked up race that can't get past that 500 years ago the English King had the right to fuck any Scottish virgin bride. Just think about that for a bit.

[GORDY GAMBINO]

[Bricktop]

I remember reading that people in Scotland are the most unhealthy Europeans.

Scottish restaurant....they do not exist.



Fucken haggis.



And 7 billion Scotch Whiskys. ( old stock sent to Tea Tree Geezer for weekly consumption )



A fucked up race that can't get past that 500 years ago the English King had the right to fuck any Scottish virgin bride. Just think about that for a bit.

Haggis neeps and tatties wi' a pint!!! Gud pub fud!!!

[GORDY GAMBINO]

Och aye ol pal your shout oi !!!

[Anonymous]

Och aye ol pal your shout oi !!!

You're difficult to understand even when not imitating an accent GORDY.

[Renee]

[size=150]Address to a Haggis[/size]



By Robert Burns



Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,

Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!

Aboon them a' ye tak your place,

Painch, tripe, or thairm:

Weel are ye worthy o' a grace

As lang's my arm.



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;

The 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 scunner,

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 bloody 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 make it whissle;

An legs an arms, an heads will sned,

Like taps o thrissle.



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

 

Anyone else got the dry heaves?

[Bricktop]

Troglodyte!!!



Haggis is a fine, stout and nourishing repast.



Ye've nay scoffed til ye've scoffed a haggis wi neeps and tatties.

[GORDY GAMBINO]

mOET vINTAGE AND SPUDS

[Renee]

Troglodyte!!!



Haggis is a fine, stout and nourishing repast.



Ye've nay scoffed til ye've scoffed a haggis wi neeps and tatties.

 

[Bricktop]

Haggis with turnip and potato.



Can ye nae speak Scot???

[Renee]

Haggis with turnip and potato.



Can ye nae speak Scot???

I know what that shit is....I'll eat the turnips and the potato..



YOU can go ahead and eat the ground up, boiled organs and oat meal... enjoy....



Remind me to invite you to my parents house around Easter....you can eat the Capuzzelle...You'll  love it.....gaaaa....