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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Some hae meets but willny meet
Some hae nain but want it
But we can meet and we will meet so let the Lord be thankit
A wee fab twist to a rabbie burns poem 
Enjoy whatever your plans are this weekend folks  |
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By *mudg3rMan
over a year ago
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Wee sleekit, cowrin , tim’rous fuk
Yir ten times better than a suk
O, how I wish I had the luck
Tae join yir prankin’.
Instead o’ sittin’ here a’ day
Fukin’ wankin’.
Second line is poets’ licence. Not actually true. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"Wee sleekit, cowrin , tim’rous fuk
Yir ten times better than a suk
O, how I wish I had the luck
Tae join yir prankin’.
Instead o’ sittin’ here a’ day
Fukin’ wankin’.
Second line is poets’ licence. Not actually true. "
Brilliant |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Some hae meets but willny meet
Some hae nain but want it
But we can meet and we will meet so let the Lord be thankit
A wee fab twist to a rabbie burns poem
Enjoy whatever your plans are this weekend folks "
Was down visiting burns heritage yesterday in Dumfries. Great day out |
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"Some hae meets but willny meet
Some hae nain but want it
But we can meet and we will meet so let the Lord be thankit
A wee fab twist to a rabbie burns poem
Enjoy whatever your plans are this weekend folks "
You don’t need to rewrite Burns, he wrote some right filthy stuff himself 
Oor gudewife’s sae modest,
When she is set at meat,
A laverock’s leg, or a tittlin’s wing,
Is mair than she can eat;
But, when she’s in her bed at e’en,
Between me an the wa’;
She is a glutton deevil,
She swallaes cocks an a’.
The Bard’s own hand |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"Some hae meets but willny meet
Some hae nain but want it
But we can meet and we will meet so let the Lord be thankit
A wee fab twist to a rabbie burns poem
Enjoy whatever your plans are this weekend folks
You don’t need to rewrite Burns, he wrote some right filthy stuff himself
Oor gudewife’s sae modest,
When she is set at meat,
A laverock’s leg, or a tittlin’s wing,
Is mair than she can eat;
But, when she’s in her bed at e’en,
Between me an the wa’;
She is a glutton deevil,
She swallaes cocks an a’.
The Bard’s own hand "
Burns the dirty bastard  x |
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When sweaty Scotsmen feel the heat,
And horny couples, couples meet,
As single males are sending dicks,
And folk begin to Fab your pics,
While we sit yapping in the forum,
And losing all sense of decorum,
We think no on the ‘single’ guys,
The married, wife and children; lies,
That come between us and our dates,
Our wasted coin on ‘Skyns’ and ‘Mates’,
The candle scents, the lube that tingles,
Oh, curse those wretched men: ‘Fab-singles’! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"When sweaty Scotsmen feel the heat,
And horny couples, couples meet,
As single males are sending dicks,
And folk begin to Fab your pics,
While we sit yapping in the forum,
And losing all sense of decorum,
We think no on the ‘single’ guys,
The married, wife and children; lies,
That come between us and our dates,
Our wasted coin on ‘Skyns’ and ‘Mates’,
The candle scents, the lube that tingles,
Oh, curse those wretched men: ‘Fab-singles’!"
Beats rabbie burns hands down. Fuckin show off |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"When sweaty Scotsmen feel the heat,
And horny couples, couples meet,
As single males are sending dicks,
And folk begin to Fab your pics,
While we sit yapping in the forum,
And losing all sense of decorum,
We think no on the ‘single’ guys,
The married, wife and children; lies,
That come between us and our dates,
Our wasted coin on ‘Skyns’ and ‘Mates’,
The candle scents, the lube that tingles,
Oh, curse those wretched men: ‘Fab-singles’!"
Round of applause from me for that one! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"When sweaty Scotsmen feel the heat,
And horny couples, couples meet,
As single males are sending dicks,
And folk begin to Fab your pics,
While we sit yapping in the forum,
And losing all sense of decorum,
We think no on the ‘single’ guys,
The married, wife and children; lies,
That come between us and our dates,
Our wasted coin on ‘Skyns’ and ‘Mates’,
The candle scents, the lube that tingles,
Oh, curse those wretched men: ‘Fab-singles’!"
Brilliant |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"When sweaty Scotsmen feel the heat,
And horny couples, couples meet,
As single males are sending dicks,
And folk begin to Fab your pics,
While we sit yapping in the forum,
And losing all sense of decorum,
We think no on the ‘single’ guys,
The married, wife and children; lies,
That come between us and our dates,
Our wasted coin on ‘Skyns’ and ‘Mates’,
The candle scents, the lube that tingles,
Oh, curse those wretched men: ‘Fab-singles’!"
I'm killing myself laughing at that
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