Scottish Word: Warld.
Ahm haein a dook in aw the warlds wi watter atween the Horse’s Heid Nebula ahn the Cat’s Ee Nebula wi a wee detour tae the Eemock Nebula. I’m definitely veesitin aw the watter warlds aboot … Continue reading Warld.
Ahm haein a dook in aw the warlds wi watter atween the Horse’s Heid Nebula ahn the Cat’s Ee Nebula wi a wee detour tae the Eemock Nebula. I’m definitely veesitin aw the watter warlds aboot … Continue reading Warld.
Aye weel lads it’s a slaigerin sort o a landscape wi hae noo. So it’s snaw runners aff an anti skite aw terrain glaur proof tyres oan. We’re livin in a new warld. Translate: slaiger: besmear … Continue reading Slaiger.
Them neeps, once neeps like us, coofs noo, are o the opinion that tumshies an baigies are unworthy o neep hood an want us aw deid. So hud the line an mak yer shots count – … Continue reading Coof.
Aye we’re still howkin oot remains o this ancient race frae the deep auld oxygen sterved sypes and sleeks. We find maist in their cuboid coral like structures whaur they seemed tae be makin a knotless … Continue reading Sleek.
It’s a fash tae me hoo his glamouried ivy an holly wreath cantled wi mistletoe along wi his favourite herbal medicinal smoke on top o several glasses of Fortified Cranberry Juice is no sootherin his feuch. … Continue reading Cantle.
Listen ya daft dug, winter’s gone. I’m no gonna kick ye along oniemair and I’m telt silence is wisdom – better than onie speech. Hoo-ever. Everything has its saisons, an we hae tae tak tent o … Continue reading Saison.
“She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a lo’esome wee thing, This dear wee wife o’ mine. I never saw a fairer, I never lo’ed a dearer, And neist … Continue reading Wee.
Bide back ahv goat a gun ahn am no afeard tae yuise it. Yin step mair ahn I malafooster yer egg. Wirms o the warld unite! We rule. Ahm Muskie the wirm o wirms. Ye’ll newser … Continue reading Malafooster.
This parritch’s o’er thick awa tae thon clean burn an get a skellet o guid clean water. An why would it no be clean. Aw burns shuid be clean – that’s right is it no. It’d … Continue reading Skellet.
Gi’im peace woman it soothers the loun in this time o trial. It cam in wi the flotsam frae the noo gigantic gyres o aw the junk frae aw the flooded leids aroond the warld. Gaithered … Continue reading Soother.