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classic33

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Why not on a day off when its raining
You never said it was damp down your end.
 

Bobby Mhor

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It's been "Black Friday" for the last week in some stores.
I know..
It's been, 'Parcel delivery tomorrow, Dad'
I've had a wee look myself and can't decide if I want anything or not, a coffee machine would be nice, save using the Aeropress every time but can't decide which one:laugh:
BUT one of the computers 'died' yesterday morning..
another hard drive winging its way here and if it isn't that....
 

classic33

Leg End Member
I know..
It's been, 'Parcel delivery tomorrow, Dad'
I've had a wee look myself and can't decide if I want anything or not, a coffee machine would be nice, save using the Aeropress every time but can't decide which one:laugh:
BUT one of the computers 'died' yesterday morning..

another hard drive winging its way here and if it isn't that....
Proper burial?
 

classic33

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Nope, hard disc fitted and sprung into life^_^
Old disc smashed to pieces..
I'd have stripped it for spares if not...

interesting aside..

Here in the west of Scotland, a piece is a two slices of bread with a filling, in the US, it's a gun..
You could have had some fun with the magnets that were in the hard drive.

You go packing your piece on your travels then?
 

Bobby Mhor

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You could have had some fun with the magnets that were in the hard drive.

You go packing your piece on your travels then?
I got a load of small magnets somewhere...
rare earth , molysomething type..
used them for geocaches....

as long as they're spread with jam...
ye canny beat a jeely piece..

I'm a skyscraper wean, I live on the nineteenth flair,
But I'm no gaun oot to play ony mair,
Since we moved to Castlemilk, I'm wasting away,
'Cause I'm getting one less meal every day.

O ye cannae fling pieces oot a twenty-story flat,
Seven-hundred hungry weans will testify to that,
If it's butter, cheese or jeely, if the breid is plain or pan,
The odds against it reaching earth and ninety-nine to one.

On the first day my maw flung out a piece o' Hovis brown.
It came skyting oot the winda and went up insteid o' doon,
But every twenty-seven hours it comes back into sight,
'Cause my piece went into orbit and became a satellite.

One the second day my maw flung me a piece oot once again.
It went and hit the pilot in a fast, low-flying plane.
He scraped it off his goggles, shouting through the intercom:
`The Clydeside Reds have got me wi' a breid-and-jeely bomb!'

One the third day my maw thought she would try another throw.
The Salvation Army band was staunin' doon below.
`ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS' was the piece they should have played,
But the oompah-man was playing a piece-on-marmalade.

We've wrote away tae Oxfam to try and get some aid,
And a' the weans in Castlemilk have formed a ``Piece'' brigade;
We're going to march to George's Square, demanding civil rights,
Like `Nae Mair Hooses Over Piece-Flinging Height!'
 

classic33

Leg End Member
I got a load of small magnets somewhere...
rare earth , molysomething type..
used them for geocaches....

as long as they're spread with jam...
ye canny beat a jeely piece..

I'm a skyscraper wean, I live on the nineteenth flair,
But I'm no gaun oot to play ony mair,
Since we moved to Castlemilk, I'm wasting away,
'Cause I'm getting one less meal every day.

O ye cannae fling pieces oot a twenty-story flat,
Seven-hundred hungry weans will testify to that,
If it's butter, cheese or jeely, if the breid is plain or pan,
The odds against it reaching earth and ninety-nine to one.

On the first day my maw flung out a piece o' Hovis brown.
It came skyting oot the winda and went up insteid o' doon,
But every twenty-seven hours it comes back into sight,
'Cause my piece went into orbit and became a satellite.

One the second day my maw flung me a piece oot once again.
It went and hit the pilot in a fast, low-flying plane.
He scraped it off his goggles, shouting through the intercom:
`The Clydeside Reds have got me wi' a breid-and-jeely bomb!'

One the third day my maw thought she would try another throw.
The Salvation Army band was staunin' doon below.
`ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS' was the piece they should have played,
But the oompah-man was playing a piece-on-marmalade.

We've wrote away tae Oxfam to try and get some aid,
And a' the weans in Castlemilk have formed a ``Piece'' brigade;
We're going to march to George's Square, demanding civil rights,
Like `Nae Mair Hooses Over Piece-Flinging Height!'
Sung to what tune?
 
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