Happy Burns' Night!
Happy Burns' Night, folks!
ProMonkians
25-01-2005, 20:50
I was going to post this, but thought nobody would reply
The Roxburry
25-01-2005, 21:09
what the hell is burns night?!?
ProMonkians
25-01-2005, 21:10
Celebration in honour of the Scottish poet Robert Burns.
The Roxburry
25-01-2005, 21:13
really? well what do you do is it a national holiday?
ProMonkians
25-01-2005, 21:21
Nah, no holidy. But some people have a Burn's supper which is:
MENU
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Cock-a-leekie Soup
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Hagis wi' Neeps an' Tatties
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Some sort of pudding
(can't remeber)
Then folk drink whiskey and maybe participate in a Ceilidh.
Toujours-Rouge
25-01-2005, 21:33
I can't decide if the good of whiskey is cancelled out by the greater evil of haggis...
The Roxburry
25-01-2005, 21:38
interesting my family is scottish but I've never payed attention to my herritage so i am just oh so clueless
Boobadeer Beej
25-01-2005, 21:41
Celebration in honour of the Scottish poet Robert Burns.
Darn, and here I was hoping it was "Steve Burns Day" ;)
(www.steveswebpage.com)
The Tribes Of Longton
25-01-2005, 21:49
Burns night is no celebration of some great scottish poet, it's my birthday! 18!
The Mindset
25-01-2005, 22:10
Just finished my haggis.
Bodies Without Organs
25-01-2005, 22:11
I think this is justification enough to drag out Burns' Nine Inch Will Please A Lady:
Come rede me dame, come tell me, dame,
My dame come tell me truly,
What length o' graith, when weel ca'd hame,
Will sair a woman duly?
The carlin clew her wanton tail,
Her wanton tail sae ready -
I learn'd a sang in Annandale,
Nine inch will please a lady.
But for a koontrie **** like mine,
In sooth, we're nae sae gentle;
We'll take tway thumb-bread to the nine,
And tha's a sonsy pintle;
O leeze me on my Charlie lad,
I'll ne'er forget my Charlie!
Tway roarin handfu's and a daud,
He nidge't it in fu' rarely.
But weary fa' the laithron doup
And may it ne'er ken thrivin!
It's no the length that maks me loup,
But it's the double drivin.-
Come nidge me, Tam, come nidge me Tam,
Come nidge me o'er the nyvel!
Come lowse and lug your battering ram,
And thrash him at my gyvel!
Excellent. I love Mr. Burns.
Bodies Without Organs
25-01-2005, 22:43
he cant even spell!
As a Unionist are you not betraying your Scots-Irish heritage by making this assertion?
yea...but they couldnt spell either
Neo-Anarchists
26-01-2005, 01:35
I think this is justification enough to drag out Burns' Nine Inch Will Please A Lady:
-snip-
That is the most excellent poem I have ever read.
Next time this holiday comes around, I must celebrate it, because this Burns guy
is a genius.
:D
Bodies Without Organs
26-01-2005, 01:49
That is the most excellent poem I have ever read.
Next time this holiday comes around, I must celebrate it, because this Burns guy
is a genius.
:D
There is plenty more where that came from:
Wad Ye Do That?
Gudwife when your gudeman's frae hame,
Might I but be sae bauld,
As come to your bed-chamber,
When winter nights are cauld;
As come to your bed-chamber,
When nights are cauld and wat,
And lie in your gudeman's stead,
Wad ye do that?
Young man, an ye should be so kind,
When our gudeman's frae hame
As come to my bed-chamber,
Where I am laid my lane;
And lie in our gudeman's stead,
I will tell you what,
He fucks me five times ilka night,
Wad ye do that?
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'Gyvel' in the previous poem is best read as 'gable' and means 'anus', by the way.
I can't decide if the good of whiskey is cancelled out by the greater evil of haggis...
What? Haggis is lovely! Mine's was most good. Haggis and Tatties. I don't like Neeps so much.
ProMonkians
26-01-2005, 21:18
What? Haggis is lovely! Mine's was most good. Haggis and Tatties. I don't like Neeps so much.
I had veggie haggis - Braw!
I had veggie haggis - Braw!
I had pork haggis. Which sounds really strange, but it was really rather nice.
Whispering Legs
26-01-2005, 21:45
Celebration in honour of the Scottish poet Robert Burns.
I went to several with my second ex-wife. I ended up doing a lot of the reading, since a lot of people really had an affinity for scotch.
Mildly enjoying (I'm an English Literature major), but only mildly.
I enjoy getting together on Halloween and reading Poe in a candlelit room much more than snacking on haggis and reading Burns.