
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:45, archived)

is it really? Well stick it up my ass & keep it warm for a bit
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:52, archived)

my toes, hips, shoulders and jaw dislocate really easily and it's not nice
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:48, archived)

Puir wee lamb.
Yer pinkie? Dearie me.
Noo jist ye hud it that way
till I get my specs and see.
Oh aye, and there's the skelf
Noo dinnae greet nae mare.
I've gone and gotten it oot,
see that wisnae sare
Noo there nah, run awa'
/poem learnt at primary school, a bit hazy on the last few lines
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:46, archived)

The Sair Finger
by Walter Wingate
You've hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your pinkie? Deary me!
Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
I get my specs and see!
My, so it is - and there's the skelf!
Noo, dinna greet nae mair.
See there - my needle's gotten't out!
I'm sure that wasna sair?
And noo, to make it hale the morn,
Put on a wee bit saw,
And tie a Bonnie hankie roun't
Noo, there na - rin awa'!
Your finger sair ana'? Ye rogue,
You're only lettin' on.
Weel, weel, then - see noo, there ye are,
Row'd up the same as John!
one for the bairnies
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:50, archived)

that's the one :) well, it was 20 years ago that I learnt it :P
( , Sun 3 Jul 2005, 19:53, archived)