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"You SHOOT haggis? You bounder! I'll set the haggishounds on you." Away with yah ladee...they don't feel a thing | |||
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"You SHOOT haggis? You bounder! I'll set the haggishounds on you. Away with yah ladee...they don't feel a thing" You've obviously never heard them scream when hit with buckshot then!! | |||
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"You SHOOT haggis? You bounder! I'll set the haggishounds on you. Away with yah ladee...they don't feel a thing You've obviously never heard them scream when hit with buckshot then!! " Scream???? Never that is the cry of an aroused Haggis | |||
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"Nasty Haggises. They need keeping under control." They're very useful, they can strip a row of brussels sprouts in minutes!!  | |||
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"Nasty Haggises. They need keeping under control. They're very useful, they can strip a row of brussels sprouts in minutes!! "I thought Brexit would sort out the Brussels problem. Let them eat neeps, they are an aberration as well  | |||
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"Haggis need to be culled by 25 January. After that the season is closed until 30 November. Unfortunately they compete for the same food supplies as the dear wee Cluttie Dumplin’ which is now almost extinct due to Haggis overpopulation." But the Clootie Dumplin is vermin, unlike the Haggis which is classed as Game, similar to Pheasant or Grouse. | |||
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"Haggis need to be culled by 25 January. After that the season is closed until 30 November. Unfortunately they compete for the same food supplies as the dear wee Cluttie Dumplin’ which is now almost extinct due to Haggis overpopulation. But the Clootie Dumplin is vermin, unlike the Haggis which is classed as Game, similar to Pheasant or Grouse. " I think that you'll find that the Wee Heelan Clootie, alike the Capercaillie too, are now fully protected under UK law (Wildlife & Countryside Act 1981). | |||
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"Haggis need to be culled by 25 January. After that the season is closed until 30 November. Unfortunately they compete for the same food supplies as the dear wee Cluttie Dumplin’ which is now almost extinct due to Haggis overpopulation. But the Clootie Dumplin is vermin, unlike the Haggis which is classed as Game, similar to Pheasant or Grouse. I think that you'll find that the Wee Heelan Clootie, alike the Capercaillie too, are now fully protected under UK law (Wildlife & Countryside Act 1981). " You're nearly correct but the Wee Heeland Clootie is a totally diffrent breed from Clootie Dumpling. Same as red an grey squirrels! Tut, tut really! | |||
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"The lesser mountain haggis has longer legs on one side for slope stability. If one can get it to turn around, it's unstable & likely to fall over in front of you. Easy meat. It's not to be confused with the much sought after Truffle haggis. They live under flat moss strewn rocks by streams. " Quite knowledgeable for a Southerner actually. Only thing is we don't have streams in Scotland, we have Burns, not to be confused with Robert Burns aka The Bard. | |||
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"The lesser mountain haggis has longer legs on one side for slope stability. If one can get it to turn around, it's unstable & likely to fall over in front of you. Easy meat. " So says the popular myth. But in reality the haggis is out of its box on arbroath smokie. | |||
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"Haggis need to be culled by 25 January. After that the season is closed until 30 November. Unfortunately they compete for the same food supplies as the dear wee Cluttie Dumplin’ which is now almost extinct due to Haggis overpopulation. But the Clootie Dumplin is vermin, unlike the Haggis which is classed as Game, similar to Pheasant or Grouse. I think that you'll find that the Wee Heelan Clootie, alike the Capercaillie too, are now fully protected under UK law (Wildlife & Countryside Act 1981). You're nearly correct but the Wee Heeland Clootie is a totally diffrent breed from Clootie Dumpling. Same as red an grey squirrels! Tut, tut really!" Point taken, certainly a different breed but same species of course. Now you mention the endangered Tuttut, it is a related but separate species also protected, I remember once admiring a rather splendid pair of breeding Tuttuts in my far distant youth, a beautiful sight, but devilishly noisy during procreation. | |||
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"The lesser mountain haggis has longer legs on one side for slope stability. If one can get it to turn around, it's unstable & likely to fall over in front of you. Easy meat. It's not to be confused with the much sought after Truffle haggis. They live under flat moss strewn rocks by streams. " Actually the male and female Mountain Haggises (or more grammatically correct "Haggi") have their shorter legs on opposite sides. As a result they run around the sides of the Highland mountains in opposite directions, and the only chance they have to mate is when they happen to bump into one another on their journey. | |||
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"I have at this moment a brave haggis hound sat on my lap. He's been busy all week to make you all happy and as he's a shortish lad, he reports back on the size of your caber as he runs below your kilt." Only one? You need a couple; one runs clockwise round the hill, and the other anticlockwise. Success is thus assured regardless of the haggis species. | |||
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" Actually the male and female Mountain Haggises (or more grammatically correct "Haggi") have their shorter legs on opposite sides. As a result they run around the sides of the Highland mountains in opposite directions, and the only chance they have to mate is when they happen to bump into one another on their journey." This is actually correct. I'm truly amazed at the knowledge of the haggis you Lesser mortals, south of hadrians wall have. I suspect most of you are ex pats who abandoned haggis country for work, or, like the orange turd, you have Mothers or Grannies who are Scots. The aforementioned tinned haggis is, of course Borders/Lowland haggis which is of a poorer quality due to the dreaded Bald Hedgehogs eating all the turnips (aka Neeps) | |||
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"Here is a short, original poem for those who turn their nose up at haggis, written in the spirit of Robert Burns. To the Haggis-Scorner You sneer at the puddin’-race, And turn your nose up at the steam? You’d rather pick some flimsy trash, Than taste a Scottish dream! You look at it with scornful view, But you are feckless, pale, and thin; While we are strong and haggis-fed, With warm and joyous skin. So keep your weak, insipid fare, And live your life without the bliss; For when the piper plays the tune, We’ll celebrate the Great High Haggis! " Oh, ye bloated sack of glutinous offal, foul and grey, Thou dost offend the senses, come what may, A mess of meat, a culinary crime, Fit only for the midden, or perhaps a mine? Thou art a monstrosity, a beastly thing, A horror to behold, a taste to bring The strongest stomach to its knees, to cry 'Mercy, dear haggis, spare us, oh, spare us, I implore!' Thou dost disgust, thou dost repel, thou dost decline The very thought of thee, a gastronomic crime, So here's to the haggis, that most foul of fare, May it remain a dish, best left to despair! | |||
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"Here is a short, original poem for those who turn their nose up at haggis, written in the spirit of Robert Burns. To the Haggis-Scorner You sneer at the puddin’-race, And turn your nose up at the steam? You’d rather pick some flimsy trash, Than taste a Scottish dream! You look at it with scornful view, But you are feckless, pale, and thin; While we are strong and haggis-fed, With warm and joyous skin. So keep your weak, insipid fare, And live your life without the bliss; For when the piper plays the tune, We’ll celebrate the Great High Haggis! Oh, ye bloated sack of glutinous offal, foul and grey, Thou dost offend the senses, come what may, A mess of meat, a culinary crime, Fit only for the midden, or perhaps a mine? Thou art a monstrosity, a beastly thing, A horror to behold, a taste to bring The strongest stomach to its knees, to cry 'Mercy, dear haggis, spare us, oh, spare us, I implore!' Thou dost disgust, thou dost repel, thou dost decline The very thought of thee, a gastronomic crime, So here's to the haggis, that most foul of fare, May it remain a dish, best left to despair! " Terrible way to describe the most wonderful dish in the wor!d !! | |||
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"Here is a short, original poem for those who turn their nose up at haggis, written in the spirit of Robert Burns. To the Haggis-Scorner You sneer at the puddin’-race, And turn your nose up at the steam? You’d rather pick some flimsy trash, Than taste a Scottish dream! You look at it with scornful view, But you are feckless, pale, and thin; While we are strong and haggis-fed, With warm and joyous skin. So keep your weak, insipid fare, And live your life without the bliss; For when the piper plays the tune, We’ll celebrate the Great High Haggis! Oh, ye bloated sack of glutinous offal, foul and grey, Thou dost offend the senses, come what may, A mess of meat, a culinary crime, Fit only for the midden, or perhaps a mine? Thou art a monstrosity, a beastly thing, A horror to behold, a taste to bring The strongest stomach to its knees, to cry 'Mercy, dear haggis, spare us, oh, spare us, I implore!' Thou dost disgust, thou dost repel, thou dost decline The very thought of thee, a gastronomic crime, So here's to the haggis, that most foul of fare, May it remain a dish, best left to despair! Terrible way to describe the most wonderful dish in the wor!d !! " Oh, dear Tammy o' Glenroathes, fine Scot, thou dost misconstrue my jest, Forsooth, I meant to praise, not lay to rest The haggis' charms, in merry, wicked play, A tribute to its might, in a jesting way. Haggis with whisky cream, neeps 'n tatties fine, A dish fit for kings, or so I'd divine. Cawl, faggots, lavabread, and Bara brith too, A feast of Cymru, that doth warm hearts anew. Forgive my jests, dear Scot, and join with cheer, For Haggis is a treat, beyond compare, I swear! Cymru's feast it is, with Haggis beyond pair, No hard feelings, dear chum, join me in a cup, To Haggis, Cawl, and Bara brith, our merry Celtic sup. 🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴 | |||
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"Here is a short, original poem for those who turn their nose up at haggis, written in the spirit of Robert Burns. To the Haggis-Scorner You sneer at the puddin’-race, And turn your nose up at the steam? You’d rather pick some flimsy trash, Than taste a Scottish dream! You look at it with scornful view, But you are feckless, pale, and thin; While we are strong and haggis-fed, With warm and joyous skin. So keep your weak, insipid fare, And live your life without the bliss; For when the piper plays the tune, We’ll celebrate the Great High Haggis! Oh, ye bloated sack of glutinous offal, foul and grey, Thou dost offend the senses, come what may, A mess of meat, a culinary crime, Fit only for the midden, or perhaps a mine? Thou art a monstrosity, a beastly thing, A horror to behold, a taste to bring The strongest stomach to its knees, to cry 'Mercy, dear haggis, spare us, oh, spare us, I implore!' Thou dost disgust, thou dost repel, thou dost decline The very thought of thee, a gastronomic crime, So here's to the haggis, that most foul of fare, May it remain a dish, best left to despair! Terrible way to describe the most wonderful dish in the wor!d !! Oh, dear Tammy o' Glenroathes, fine Scot, thou dost misconstrue my jest, Forsooth, I meant to praise, not lay to rest The haggis' charms, in merry, wicked play, A tribute to its might, in a jesting way. Haggis with whisky cream, neeps 'n tatties fine, A dish fit for kings, or so I'd divine. Cawl, faggots, lavabread, and Bara brith too, A feast of Cymru, that doth warm hearts anew. Forgive my jests, dear Scot, and join with cheer, For Haggis is a treat, beyond compare, I swear! Cymru's feast it is, with Haggis beyond pair, No hard feelings, dear chum, join me in a cup, To Haggis, Cawl, and Bara brith, our merry Celtic sup. 🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴 " I'm not offended in the least, it's all just a bit of fun for a change 
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"Here is a short, original poem for those who turn their nose up at haggis, written in the spirit of Robert Burns. To the Haggis-Scorner You sneer at the puddin’-race, And turn your nose up at the steam? You’d rather pick some flimsy trash, Than taste a Scottish dream! You look at it with scornful view, But you are feckless, pale, and thin; While we are strong and haggis-fed, With warm and joyous skin. So keep your weak, insipid fare, And live your life without the bliss; For when the piper plays the tune, We’ll celebrate the Great High Haggis! Oh, ye bloated sack of glutinous offal, foul and grey, Thou dost offend the senses, come what may, A mess of meat, a culinary crime, Fit only for the midden, or perhaps a mine? Thou art a monstrosity, a beastly thing, A horror to behold, a taste to bring The strongest stomach to its knees, to cry 'Mercy, dear haggis, spare us, oh, spare us, I implore!' Thou dost disgust, thou dost repel, thou dost decline The very thought of thee, a gastronomic crime, So here's to the haggis, that most foul of fare, May it remain a dish, best left to despair! Terrible way to describe the most wonderful dish in the wor!d !! Oh, dear Tammy o' Glenroathes, fine Scot, thou dost misconstrue my jest, Forsooth, I meant to praise, not lay to rest The haggis' charms, in merry, wicked play, A tribute to its might, in a jesting way. Haggis with whisky cream, neeps 'n tatties fine, A dish fit for kings, or so I'd divine. Cawl, faggots, lavabread, and Bara brith too, A feast of Cymru, that doth warm hearts anew. Forgive my jests, dear Scot, and join with cheer, For Haggis is a treat, beyond compare, I swear! Cymru's feast it is, with Haggis beyond pair, No hard feelings, dear chum, join me in a cup, To Haggis, Cawl, and Bara brith, our merry Celtic sup. 🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴 I'm not offended in the least, it's all just a bit of fun for a change
The noble Haggi will continue to run around our mountains rgardless "Fair Tami o' Glenrothes, thy words do bring A merry jest, and Haggi's joy does sing The noble beast doth prance with gleeful might, Unfazed by jests, in the bonnie Heelan light; The Haggi runs, with vigour and with cheer, For fun and games, with Caledonia's noble peer! | |||
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"It's the Arafs in danger here. Poor little things. Roadkill. We have signs on the roads, SLOW/ ARAF" only in Wales the never migrate | |||
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"Wow great poetry on here, very impressive " Ye noble bonnie Wayne o'Brigmary, thy kind words do grace My humble verse, and fill my heart with pace Thy praise doth spur me on, like spurs to knight I thank thee, fair sir, for thy words of delight!😊 | |||
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"It's the Arafs in danger here. Poor little things. Roadkill. We have signs on the roads, SLOW/ ARAF" Can't beat a good roast Araf served with leeks and toasted Bara Brith on St David's Day. | |||
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"It's an absolute disgusting sport those.wee haggis can't run fast, so it's not hard to shoot em,but saying that they do taste nice I love haggis , " This is my whole point. It's disgusting | |||
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"A taxi driver in Stirling told me once that he's often asked by tourists (mainly Americans), where they can spot some wild haggis! " To diversify slightly is it any surprise the Yanks would think that way? After all some of them voted for an orange turd | |||
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"So who's actually having haggis, tatties and neeps today (other than me)?" Yes, and cock-a-leekie. | |||
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