Author Topic: A Scottish Love Poem (Read 3970 times)

Rik · « **Reply #15 on:** November 05, 2007, 16:48 »

I'm a woman of many talets

Isn't that an old Hebrew currency?

Serenity · « **Reply #16 on:** November 05, 2007, 16:53 »

I'm dyslicksick don't mock the afflicted

Rik · « **Reply #17 on:** November 05, 2007, 17:35 »

I'm not, I just think faster than I type.

Lona · « **Reply #18 on:** November 05, 2007, 18:20 »

I'm a woman of many talets Lona and as an old wise curly topped scot once said... Whits fur ye'll no gin by ye

When we get independance, Serenity, you will be allowed in but not that Lancashire burd who knocks us yins.

Sandra · « **Reply #19 on:** November 06, 2007, 00:25 »

If we stopped sending lots of money to Scotland and Wales wed have enough money to visit countries that had full sized mountains and less rain

GillE · « **Reply #20 on:** November 06, 2007, 02:23 »

If we stopped sending lots of money to Scotland and Wales wed have enough money to visit countries that had full sized mountains and less rain

Clive · « **Reply #21 on:** November 06, 2007, 08:56 »

Damn! Our cover has been blown!

Serenity · « **Reply #22 on:** November 07, 2007, 08:50 »

Damn! Our cover has been blown!

Quick Clive, hand me that woolly jumper

Clive · « **Reply #23 on:** November 07, 2007, 09:05 »

That could be very risky for you Serenity!