Friday, January 25, 2008

A "Boo-urns!" toast

Not Robert Burns.

A very merry Burns Night to all! Possible ways that I will celebrate: staying up all night reciting sonnets on "Guitar Hero", enjoying the poetic violence of the first three Rambo movies, or both.

I don't have any scotch on hand, but I do have a little bit of Celtic Crossing (hey, Ireland's close enough geographically) that I'll likely polish off. My pipe tobacco of choice for tonight? Wilke No. 5 (Royal Scot), of course.


spydrz said...

An English doctor was being shown around a Scottish hospital. Near the end of his visit, he saw a ward of patients with no obvious injuries.

He started to examine the first patient, but the man proclaimed:

"Fair fa' yer honest, sonsie face / Great chieftain o' the puddin' race!"

The doctor, taken aback, moved on to the next patient, who immediately said,
"Some hae meat and canna eat / And some wad eat that want it."

The next patient cried out,

"Wee sleekit cow'rin tim'rous beastie / O what a panic's in thy breastie!"

"Well," the English doctor muttered to his Scottish colleague, "I see you saved the psychiatric ward for last."

"Oh, no," said the Scottish doctor. "This is our serious Burns unit!"

Micah said...


jasdye said...

that's a great quote at the top.

Mushin Mohammed is a fan fave here in chicago. sometimes when i'm watching the Bears, I can't tell if they're rooting for Moose or calling for Rexy's head on a platter.

Micah said...

At rare commenter MandaPanda69's graduation from law school, we called out her nickname - "Wazoo" (don't ask) - when she got her degree. She thought we booed her. Ha!