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Go smack im one and hide him somewhere
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Grew up in Ayrshire, lived in Ripon for a couple of years, Gutersloh in Germany for five years, then moved back home to Scotland. Loved Germany and adore Yorks but there no place like home.
However........if the magic numbers rolled in it would be the south of France... love the place
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Copey, It's on the front page already mate....... I'll have a dig, I may have a pic of the "belle dame" herself, mind you I might end up dead if I post it....
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There is a bike like that but it's a different one for each of us, get a crack on as many as you can decide for yourself. Every bike has it's quirks.
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...would you be bored this evening Mr Grieg????
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....and feckin typical, I'm working!!! Backing up what Bigfoot has said the club have put a huge amount of work into this event go and see it!!
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Jammy Git, week in Hawaii, time in Nevada (you can barely call that work) AND sodding public hols as well.......make you sick!!!
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What our jetlagged and befuddled leader means is it's a bank holiday in England.......we're still working in Scotland
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A guy is sitting in the bar in departures at a busy airport. A beautiful woman walks in and sits down at the table next to him. He decides because she's got a uniform on, she's probably an off-duty flight attendant.
So he decides to have a go at picking her up by identifying the airline she flies for, thereby impressing her greatly.
He leans across to her and says the Delta Airlines motto 'We love to fly and it shows'.
The woman looks at him blankly. He sits back and thinks up another line.
He leans forward again and delivers the Air France motto 'Winning the hearts of the world'.
Again she just stares at him with a slightly puzzled look on her face.
Undeterred , he tries again, this time saying the Malaysian Airlines motto 'Going beyond expectations'.
The woman looks at him sternly and says 'What the f*ck do you want?'
'Ah!' he says, sitting back with a smile on his face, "Ryanair check-in Glasgow"
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More Scots Poetry
Slaggy Senga fell in love,
She planned to marry joe.
She was so happy 'bout it all,
She told her faither so.
Faither told her, Senga doll,
You'll have to find another.
I'd just as soon yer maw don't know,
But joe is yur half brither.
So Senga put aside her joe
And planned to marry wull.
But after telling faither this,
He said, 'there's trouble still.'
You canny marry wull, my doll,
And please don't tell yur mither.
But will and joe, and several merr
I know is yur half brither.
But mither knew and said, my doll,
Just do what makes ye happy.
Marry will or marry joe;
Cos faithers no your daddy !!!
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Two blondes went deep into the frozen woods searching for a Christmas tree.
After hours of subzero temperatures and a few close calls with hungry wolves, one blonde turned to the other and said.
"I'm chopping down the next tree I see. I don't care whether it's decorated or not!"
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The mother of Caster Semenya, women's 800m world champion has expressed her outrage at her daughter having to undergo a gender test .
She said "This is a real kick in the B*****ks for my daughter"
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A travel agent looked up from his desk to see an old lady and an old gentleman peering in the shop window at the posters showing the glamorous destinations around the world.
The agent had had a good week and the dejected couple looking in the window gave him a rare feeling of generosity.
He called them into his shop: "I know that on your pension you could never hope to have a holiday, so I am sending you off to a fabulous resort at my expense, and I won't take no for an answer".
He took them inside and asked his secretary to write two flight tickets and book a room in a five star hotel.
The couple gladly accepted, and were off!
About a month later, the little old lady came to visit the travel agent's shop.
"And how did you like your holiday?" he asked eagerly.
"Well," said the old woman, "the flight was exciting and the room was truly lovely. and I have come to thank you for it. But," she added, "one thing has been puzzling me -- who was that old man I had to share the
room with?"
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Damn right Einstein why didn't I think of that, 'ang on a mo I did....... there's no feckin pic there so no feckin target to paste into the newly opened tab, we're not all thick!!
Still no sodding piccy
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...or with the equipment you have she only WANTS to come back once a year.......
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Short climb obviously....
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We climbed trees...... now you need a harness, a safety net, a full H&S risk assessment.....
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Reading some analysis of all this yesterday, It has the hands of the unelected Prime Minister Peter Mandelson all over it. Gadaffi's son Saif is in his circle of "friends" which also includes various members of the Rothschilds Banking dynasty, Russian Oligarchs etc. This has been a done deal since Blair started getting pally with Gadaffi in his tent, it's shabby, it's underhand and the only place that will suffer is Scotland as the backlash from the US hits us, not the money grabbing f**kwits in Westminster.
Any country that should about it's own nationhood like Salmond wants to kid on he does takes it's global responsibilities seriously, SNP will suffer for this at the ballot box, Scotland will suffer when the brainless clowns known as Scottish Labour get back into Holyrood.
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I expected fewer clothes in something coming from my learned friend in Texas....
The term Nutcrackers jumps to mind
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How's that for a memory, they say elephants never forget
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I doubt you'll get that, I'm in complete agreement with you B****** should have been left to rot. I remember that night, working at Prestwick Airport and able to see the shock of it hit people, it wasn't nice and we were disconnected from it if you like.
McAskill is an idiot and like most politicians is deeply in love with the sounds of his voice, this has been a big mistake and it's all down to money for British companies in Libya, BP are a prime example. This was brokered by Blair and McAskill's hand has been forced BUT we are our own country, we can make our own decisions, we don't have to do what that grinning jackanapes says but as usual the SNP will have lain down for more false promises from Westminster.
The single caveat I have is that Megrahi dying in a Scots jail would martyr him, they've got enough of them.
Spare a thought for the 270 victims, we have to because Libya certainly didn't when they blew up the passengers and killed the people of Lockerbie. Wonder if McAskill and the rest of the government thought of them yesterday when the decision was made.
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Witches certainly early mid-80s but I can remember Trotters or Muirshearlich as it was called in the Scottish and Lochaber club trials in the late 70's. Always remember seeing Rob Edwards riding a Mont 247/348 at a Lochaber national ( the trial with Rogart on the Saturday, was that the Whoite Heather Trial, FW on the Sunday) in about 78 or 79 making the big step look easy. It hasn't changed on bit.
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Poetry
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet,
Her knickers all tattered and torn,
It wasn't the spider that sat down beside her
But little Boy Blue with his horn.
Mary had a little lamb,
It bumped into a pylon,
10,000 volts went up it's ar$e,
And turned it's wool to Nylon.
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water,
Jill came down with half a crown,
But not for gathering water
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You could have taken the screw out yourself...save the NHS/Army docs a job or two....
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It's even more difficult form many observers to fathom out the stop rules as they are now. I had one rider on Sunday who bitched about a 5 I docked him. No Stop rules he's stationary/rolling slightly back but has stopped all forward motion, that's a 5. There are too many diiferent rules that triders and observers are confused, going back to one single rule might just resolve that.
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