Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 21:21
Bollocks!
boudicca wrote:Måkharrtlndir Stæbing
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Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 21:32
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:41
Not the only thing the Scots learned from them either. Pillaging your home instead of paying for goods, yelling barely understandable warcries to each other and using urine to bleach their knickers.boudicca wrote: It is said that the ancient ritual of Måkharrtlndir Stæbing (commonly known today as MacHeartlander Stabbings) dates back to Norse swordsmanship....
Possibly.
IZ.
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:42
Knife!
James!
PLEASE!
IZ.
James!
PLEASE!
IZ.
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:46
certainly B-Boss
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:46
Aaaaaahhhhhhh.....
Time fur a guid sharpenin' oan 'at chib, James, it has dain some owertime ay late!
IZ.
Time fur a guid sharpenin' oan 'at chib, James, it has dain some owertime ay late!
IZ.
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:49
Izzy HaveMercy wrote:Not the only thing the Scots learned from them either. Pillaging your home instead of paying for goods, yelling barely understandable warcries to each other and using urine to bleach their knickers.boudicca wrote: It is said that the ancient ritual of Måkharrtlndir Stæbing (commonly known today as MacHeartlander Stabbings) dates back to Norse swordsmanship....
Possibly.
IZ.
Grrrrrr.... you, with your... your beer and chocolate... and your obscenely straight roads... 
...waffles...
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:51
...and the dubious ability to feck up almost all the tags in a postingboudicca wrote: :evil:Grrrrrr.... you, with your... your beer and chocolate... and your obscenely straight roads... http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/sauer ... ey-055.gif[/img]
...waffles...
IZ.
Posted: 12 Mar 2006, 23:53
I've been and gone and fixed it now...
That's me saved our great nation's pride!
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 00:28
you missed out picnic tables at the side of the motorway and child-sex rings...boudicca wrote:Izzy HaveMercy wrote:Not the only thing the Scots learned from them either. Pillaging your home instead of paying for goods, yelling barely understandable warcries to each other and using urine to bleach their knickers.boudicca wrote: It is said that the ancient ritual of Måkharrtlndir Stæbing (commonly known today as MacHeartlander Stabbings) dates back to Norse swordsmanship....
Possibly.
IZ.
...waffles...
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 00:32
This has been my confessional for a few years now. And I don't have to remember how the Hail Mary goes.boudicca wrote:...if you're REALLY, REALLY embarrassed about something then you won't be wanting to tell all yer HL mates, n'est ce pas?
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 01:04
I've fallen in love with the place. It was so refreshing to be in a genuine service-oriented environment where OK, Sure and No Problem are more prevalent than Please, Thankyou and Sorry. And you get to ask for exactly what you want and how you want it, as opposed to putting up with what you're given. Fair enough, so it may be cos they're after a tip, but I only found out in Philadelphia that you're supposed to tip a buck a drink and I still got served promptly and gratiously everywhere before that. We're so f**king suspicious of anyone being friendly over here that we assume they must have an ulterior motive. And the place is so outstandingly huge and easy to get around with stunning scenery, breathtaking natural parks and a real sense of where they've come from cos it's so well documneted and relatively fresh in their memory. They still have that pioneer spirit whereas we Brits can't even remember how the f**k we got here and are generally too embarassed about our colonnial past to be able to be proud of our contribution. And getting drunk as a lord isn't an olympic sport. I've been reminded that being sober is a very attractive thing in a woman.eastmidswhizzkid wrote:of all the places i have yet to see i am more than happy to leave the u.s. until last.
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 01:13
Wheras in a bloke, being rat-arsed and vomming all over yourself in a gutter makes you irresistible?Francis wrote:I've been reminded that being sober is a very attractive thing in a woman.
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 01:24
Can't remember the last time I did that, if I ever did. But I get your point and I'm working on it.
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 02:01
It's like the 60's... if you can't remember it you probably did.Francis wrote:Can't remember the last time I did that
Pictoral representation of a nite out, Francis-stylee...
First -
Then -
...and finally
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 14:47
Two out of three ain't bad.
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 14:56
boudicca wrote:What about in a woman?Francis wrote: Wheras in a bloke, being rat-arsed and vomming all over yourself in a gutter makes you irresistible?
Currently embarassed by anu number of pictures currently being circulated of yours truly, out of his skull on cheap vodka! You'd have thought I'd be used to it by now..
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 15:22
We've dealt with that already Timothy. Do keep up!timsinister wrote:What about in a woman?boudicca wrote: Wheras in a bloke, being rat-arsed and vomming all over yourself in a gutter makes you irresistible?
First class ticket on the Shane McGowan express for you thentimsinister wrote:[Currently embarassed by anu number of pictures currently being circulated of yours truly, out of his skull on cheap vodka! You'd have thought I'd be used to it by now..
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Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 15:28
boudicca wrote:We've dealt with that already Timothy. Do keep up!timsinister wrote:What about in a woman?boudicca wrote: Wheras in a bloke, being rat-arsed and vomming all over yourself in a gutter makes you irresistible?
Many Thanks, B. At least you're here to keep me on the straight and narrow!
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 15:34
timsinister wrote:Many Thanks, B. At least you're here to keep me on the straight and narrow!
But of course!Lovin' the avatar, BTW
.Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 23:27
CEB someones text message 
Posted: 13 Mar 2006, 23:41
CEB "Ever get the feeling you've been had ..?"
Broken promises? Broken dreams? We move on.
We forgive as we forget
As the day is long
As the day is long
Rain from Heaven
As the water flows over the bridge (We forgive as we forget)
As we walk on the floodland (As the day is long)
As we walk on the water (As the day is long)
We forget
We forget
Rain from heaven (Rain from Heaven)
Broken promises? Broken dreams? We move on.
We forgive as we forget
As the day is long
As the day is long
Rain from Heaven
As the water flows over the bridge (We forgive as we forget)
As we walk on the floodland (As the day is long)
As we walk on the water (As the day is long)
We forget
We forget
Rain from heaven (Rain from Heaven)
Posted: 18 Mar 2006, 16:09
Got a bit pished last night 
, after drinking my bottle of Red wine, looked for but found no Vodka 
so drank Mag's bottle of white wine
, when I couldn't make out the keys on the 'puttor I decided to go to bed..........could I find the Bedroom............could I fcuk 
, I mean there's only three of the buggers , I turned the lights off and staggered along the hall in the dark....opened a door...fumbled for the light switch.........wrong room , switched the light off, found the Bed room door, found the light switch.......wrong room again .....what the Wife was thinking at this point God only knows . So, laughing at my drunken stupidity, I staggered back down the hall in the dark......found the hall light switch, looked up the Hall at the three doors, now fairly blurred, got my mark on the Door I needed, turned the light off and made a drunken stagger in it's direction, all of this was, as far as I was concerned, being done in complete and utter silence , I got to the Door........opened it........found the light switch...BINGO, the right room , WHAT A FUCKIN' CARRY ON
*edit*
All of this was being done with just my pants on
, after drinking my bottle of Red wine, looked for but found no Vodka so drank Mag's bottle of white wine, when I couldn't make out the keys on the 'puttor I decided to go to bed..........could I find the Bedroom............could I fcuk , I mean there's only three of the buggers , I turned the lights off and staggered along the hall in the dark....opened a door...fumbled for the light switch.........wrong room , switched the light off, found the Bed room door, found the light switch.......wrong room again .....what the Wife was thinking at this point God only knows . So, laughing at my drunken stupidity, I staggered back down the hall in the dark......found the hall light switch, looked up the Hall at the three doors, now fairly blurred, got my mark on the Door I needed, turned the light off and made a drunken stagger in it's direction, all of this was, as far as I was concerned, being done in complete and utter silence , I got to the Door........opened it........found the light switch...BINGO, the right room , WHAT A FUCKIN' CARRY ON *edit*
All of this was being done with just my pants on
Posted: 18 Mar 2006, 16:13
Very nice Keith.Next time...make sure there's Vodka in the house, drink enough of it and you won't remember the things you did and sleep anywhere...
Posted: 18 Mar 2006, 16:18
I will PatOzpat wrote:
Next time...make sure there's Vodka in the house, drink enough of it and you won't remember the things you did and sleep anywhere...
, I was at that funny drunk stage, no' really oot ma face but no where near sensible, d sober enough to remember most thing and think that I was still sober