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By *ee VianteWoman
over a year ago
Somewhere in North Norfolk |
"PMSL! You total loon 
Whose tights did you thieve? Been raiding washing lines again?
They ain't tights they are proper jock socks. All the rage in the highlands "
The willy looks like it's made from stuffed tights. |
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By *Ryan- OP Man
over a year ago
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"PMSL! You total loon
Whose tights did you thieve? Been raiding washing lines again?
They ain't tights they are proper jock socks. All the rage in the highlands
The willy looks like it's made from stuffed tights."
Yea tastes like it too.
Oops..... I would imagine! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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All together now......
I've just come down from the Isle of Skye,
I’m no very big and I'm awful shy,
And the lassies shout when I go by,
" Ryan where’s yer troosers."
Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low,
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go,
And all the lassies shout hello
Ryan where's yer troosers.
A Lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in the hall
And I was feart that I would fall
Fur I hadnae on ma' troosers
I went down tae London Town
And I had some fun in the underground
The ladies turned their heads around
Saying "Ryan where's your troosers".
To wear the kilt is my delight
It isna wrong, I know its right
The islanders would get a fright
If they saw me in the troosers
They'd like to wed me everywan
Just let them catch me if they can
You cannae tak’ the breeks aff a Hielan’ man
And I don't wear the troosers
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By *Ryan- OP Man
over a year ago
In Your Bush |
"All together now......
I've just come down from the Isle of Skye,
I’m no very big and I'm awful shy,
And the lassies shout when I go by,
" Ryan where’s yer troosers."
Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low,
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go,
And all the lassies shout hello
Ryan where's yer troosers.
A Lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in the hall
And I was feart that I would fall
Fur I hadnae on ma' troosers
I went down tae London Town
And I had some fun in the underground
The ladies turned their heads around
Saying "Ryan where's your troosers".
To wear the kilt is my delight
It isna wrong, I know its right
The islanders would get a fright
If they saw me in the troosers
They'd like to wed me everywan
Just let them catch me if they can
You cannae tak’ the breeks aff a Hielan’ man
And I don't wear the troosers
"
Haha  |
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By *aceytopWoman
over a year ago
from a town near you |
"All together now......
I've just come down from the Isle of Skye,
I’m no very big and I'm awful shy,
And the lassies shout when I go by,
" Ryan where’s yer troosers."
Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low,
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go,
And all the lassies shout hello
Ryan where's yer troosers.
A Lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in the hall
And I was feart that I would fall
Fur I hadnae on ma' troosers
I went down tae London Town
And I had some fun in the underground
The ladies turned their heads around
Saying "Ryan where's your troosers".
To wear the kilt is my delight
It isna wrong, I know its right
The islanders would get a fright
If they saw me in the troosers
They'd like to wed me everywan
Just let them catch me if they can
You cannae tak’ the breeks aff a Hielan’ man
And I don't wear the troosers
"
that's what I started to sing when I saw it  |
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what a big un you have there! 
