Favourite Baked Tattie Filling?

So that would make you a big mincer fae Edinburgh who gets totally owned by a fùcking spastic on a daily basis.

P.S. not a big fan of Lloyd Cole then?

 

I wish you'd own some new patter ya ****ing horse raper.

 

Smee three!

 

Horse raper! Oh the banter

Away ye go ya fùcking diddy.

 

Baked Tattie Filling is an awesome name for a ****ty band.

 

Uh oh. Aldo's off on one of his alkyrages.

 

It's not me that is using such terrible insults as "Horse raper"

Nup there's only wan **** raging here and that's you. And you have been for weeks

 

Wouldn’t a smaller farm animal be much easier to get it on with?

 

^^^

Overuse of smileys. Sure sign of rage. @YerMaw to confirm.

 

When I used to be on Head Office Relief for HM Revenue and Customs I sometimes visited Inverness. There was an auld worthy who used to stroll about the town. He would continually play the same ten or so notes on a flute. When I asked an Invernessian work colleague about the punter she informed me that he had an affinity for a particular ewe in one of the local farms. This innocent enough pass time had led to several appearances in front of the county magistrates.

 

Sounds similar to Appalachia.

 

The part of the narrative I did not believe was that the auld goat kept claiming he would be pished on the way home and when he stopped for a piss at about the same spot the (same) ewe kept backing onto his cock; a likely story if I ever heard one!

I suppose the omen of this tale is never leave the central belt if you are visiting Scottieland!

 

On reflection I feel I should be balanced about Inverness. There are some great 'boozers' and, if times have not changed, many enticing and accommodating ladies in this beautiful city. However, do not be tempted by Aviemore as it is crap and full of posh home counties c**ts lounging in overpriced rub-a-dubs.

That's yer lot from Frank Bough.

 

Shall I put your name down for my charity sweepstake?

 

Kenny will take Cambodia.

 

Could you please confirm if indeed there are four and twenty virgins in Inverness who travel by British Rail? I heard some rugby playing types mention it once.

 

In my experience "rugby playing types" and their followers are prone to extreme exaggeration in all matters sexual so I have no comment to make on the number of unspoiled and tight bitches currently resident in Inverness.

This post could put me in the bad books!

Toodle pip!

 

How the **** did a fred about baked potato fillings get to 6 ****ing pages ffs ahv added to it now

You big fat bunch of paedo mongo poof scum BASTARDS

 

What's that Asian country crawling wi' ladyboys?








Bendmeoverland will suit me down to the ground, Jeremy!

 

Well according to the rugby types four and twenty virgins came by train from Inverness but after encountering said rugger players there were four and twenty less.

I have a couple of issues with this, firstly the same rugby types told of a game they used to all play involving biscuits which would be more in keeping with the antics of bottomers and, secondly, it would be four and twenty fewer virgins, not less. I believe the whole story to be a fabrication.