Yer a scourie reebald McMurdoch, yer turnin this dog fight intae a richt collieshangie. It’s no on. Haggis Bombs is no allood. It’s biological weapons ahm tellin ye! No legal. No legal ataw. Dae ye hear … Continue reading Collieshangie.
Stage yin an Stage twa are the tasty yins. Stage fower Haggisses are the dangerous yins but are certainly aw lang deid by noo. There has only ivver been yin sichtin in recent times. An that … Continue reading Fower.
Goldilocks with the three bears, at supper instead of breakfast, addressing the Haggis; “Wee chieftain o the pudden race, hunted by the fierce o face, slaverin an snortin an fu o fang nae matter that yiv … Continue reading Jine.
“…The neeps and tatties and mushy peas, stert workin like a gentle breeze, but soon the puddin wi the sonsie face, will hae ye blawin aw ower the place…” Translate: sonsie: substantial, impressive, handsome, big. “…The … Continue reading Sonsie.
“Naebuddy’ll get it. Naebuddy kens whit a coo’s lick is onywye.” Translate: coo’s lick: cowlick, tuft of hair hanging over the forehead. “Nobody will get it. Nobody knows what a cowlick is anyway.” Donate at the … Continue reading Coo’s lick.
‘Mad Hielander on a canterin cuddy aboot tae lassoo the Haggis whilst in its bagpippean skirl of distress.’ Translate: cuddy, cuddie: a horse, a short thick strong horse. ‘Insane Highlander upon a cantering horse about to … Continue reading Cuddy.