
It’s a gey bonnie planet hyne awa. But inbye it’s an ugsome maukie pushioness genocidal malafooster. The apex indwallers bere like mauks gilravagin for easedom, suin tae scowder, sterve an droon in their ain midden. Nae … Continue reading Gilravage. →
Scottish Word: Moyen.

Staun bye Dusknötte! Here’s a guid sturdy gowf tae the back o yer napper. It’ll poust even mair stievely yer moyen oot o yer bonnie blue een tae bring thon Xburd doon. I read it in … Continue reading Moyen. →

Lookatit, tweetlin awa guid style. The wee burd. Gonna no malkie it Bob, gonna no, will ye no? Tweetlin its pair hert oot wi it’s bonnie wee reid bib an aw fur a inklin fouterie snippit … Continue reading Tweetle. →
Scottish Word: Mant.

Jist look at that mooth fou o bonnie sang ahn no a hint o mantin tae be seen. If she wiz spikin insteid o singin she’d be mantin as bad as an auld reversin steam puffer … Continue reading Mant. →
Scottish Word: Mimp.

Dinni be fooled by its mimpin an primpin. Its heid’s aw teeth an its brain’s in it’s belly. It’s no a bonnie thing ataw an neither will we be if it gets a hud o us. … Continue reading Mimp. →
Scottish Word: Scrogs.

Dee ye forest reenger polis o the purse. Lickspittles tae the siller rich wha cheaply boucht oor earth, ahn quick tae own an fell an profit oot o trees no yet cam o age, leavin but … Continue reading Scrogs. →
Scottish Word: Lassie.

Dinni tell tae me “simmer doon hen”. Fur yer clack yer a puddock noo. For ah dinni simmer I bile, nor ahm ah a hen. Ah’m a bonnie lassie ahn foreby a bonnie witch. Ya puddock. … Continue reading Lassie. →
Scottish Word: Brent.

John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings … Continue reading Brent. →

Oh No. Not ataw, My pal here Mr Geenyoch the burd isni gonna eat meee. He’s named me. And Ahm noo caw’d Galshach, an awfie bonnie name, ahn he has promised tae tak me tae a … Continue reading Geenyoch. →
Scottish Word: Gaird.

Ye can gaird yer bonnie reid balloon as hard as ye like Elsie but ye ken yon pawkie brither o yoors is gonna burst it. He aye does. Ahn no pop gun, superstrengthened spring or no, … Continue reading Gaird. →