Poms in Paisley
Aug 20th 2006, 1:39 pm
#46
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Sorchar
me too . Nae chance, didn't even get past the first pub, ot the second, or the third..... these lassies sure know how to have fun. .
who would have thought
Aug 20th 2006, 9:02 pm
#47
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Margaret2
He told me I was beautiful (
had his beer goggles on), that his "burd" was "doin' ma f***** heid in" and if "she calls the polis awn me again the nite A'm f****** goanny do er in" then added "dae yi fancy comin tae Behind The Wall fir a pint cause I cannae be arsed goin hame fae 'er shite?" BTW, Mags & Soapy. You 2 seem to have adopted my family tartan for your avatars.....
Lamont Tartan.
Nice one!
Aug 20th 2006, 9:06 pm
#48
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Scossie
Oooohh.... The Glesga banter......
BTW, Mags & Soapy. You 2 seem to have adopted my family tartan for your avatars.....
Lamont Tartan.
Nice one!
BTW, Mags & Soapy. You 2 seem to have adopted my family tartan for your avatars.....
Lamont Tartan.
Nice one!
are u sure it not the Lam'ont Tartan
Aug 20th 2006, 9:15 pm
#49
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by soapy
are u sure it not the Lam'ont Tartan
Less a that, or a'll tell everybody your second name!
That'll throw the whole forum into confusion!!
Aug 20th 2006, 9:29 pm
#50
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Scossie
Haw yoo!
Less a that, or a'll tell everybody your second name!
That'll throw the whole forum into confusion!!
Less a that, or a'll tell everybody your second name!
That'll throw the whole forum into confusion!!
hows things young sir?
Aug 20th 2006, 9:39 pm
#51
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by soapy
who would have thought
Wish you could have been there Soapy
I am about to get my stuff ready and we shall make our way to the airport soon.
Then its back to reality as soon as I land at Heathrow.
Never mind. When I get in, I shall teach Abdel my Scottish words I have learned.
Sandra, Margaret and Gill, thank you for a great night out.
Did the picture of the man in the kilt turn out?
Aug 20th 2006, 9:42 pm
#52
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by soapy
lmao, u coodnae even spell it lmao
hows things young sir?
hows things young sir?
A'm huvin tae fight off people who want copies of, "you know what"!
All ma Scottish mates in Perth phonin me up askin if they can huv them first!
I could start another wee business!
How's yersel...?
Aug 20th 2006, 9:58 pm
#53
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Scossie
No bad mate, No bad...
A'm huvin tae fight off people who want copies of, "you know what"!
All ma Scottish mates in Perth phonin me up askin if they can huv them first!
I could start another wee business!
How's yersel...?
A'm huvin tae fight off people who want copies of, "you know what"!
All ma Scottish mates in Perth phonin me up askin if they can huv them first!
I could start another wee business!
How's yersel...?
im pure magic, could be better. startin the ball rollin on buyin a but n ben lol
Aug 20th 2006, 10:00 pm
#54
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Professional Princess
Wish you could have been there Soapy
I am about to get my stuff ready and we shall make our way to the airport soon.
Then its back to reality as soon as I land at Heathrow.
Never mind. When I get in, I shall teach Abdel my Scottish words I have learned.
Sandra, Margaret and Gill, thank you for a great night out.
Did the picture of the man in the kilt turn out?
I am about to get my stuff ready and we shall make our way to the airport soon.
Then its back to reality as soon as I land at Heathrow.
Never mind. When I get in, I shall teach Abdel my Scottish words I have learned.
Sandra, Margaret and Gill, thank you for a great night out.
Did the picture of the man in the kilt turn out?
glad u had a good time hen, at least now u know how to drink
Aug 20th 2006, 10:09 pm
#55
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Professional Princess
I shall post the 'there is no such thing as a free lunch' story when I have woken up.
I am glad I dont have a hangover and I was 'sensible', because my behaviour would have been much worse!
We are still in our PJ's and have had 2 cups of tea so as soon as I have woken up, I shall also post 'The Hunt For Rossifumi' thread.
Rossi babes, you took over our night you did.
I am glad I dont have a hangover and I was 'sensible', because my behaviour would have been much worse!
We are still in our PJ's and have had 2 cups of tea so as soon as I have woken up, I shall also post 'The Hunt For Rossifumi' thread.
Rossi babes, you took over our night you did.
Aug 20th 2006, 10:35 pm
#56
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Margaret2
corrrr, he made my night, he was bloody gorgeous, i gave him an extra long kiss in memory of Ginny
Were you thinking of me at the time
Cheers
Ginny x
Aug 20th 2006, 10:40 pm
#57
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by herrchook
Aww Ginny, you wold have enjoyed it. We were thinking of you mate. Sorry I missed you on Skype earlier, was chatting to a mate and then had to dive out sharpish as the kids were going stir crazy. Will look out for you online and give you a shout soon. How's life treating you anyway?
Life's getting there. By the time you lot get oot here I may very well be sorted. Well kinda. Looks like you kept up the good name oh the Scottish Lassies. Soo glad you all had a good time.
Cheers
Ginny x
Aug 21st 2006, 4:53 am
#58
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Re: Poms in Paisley
More photos....
Aug 21st 2006, 5:18 am
#59
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Re: Poms in Paisley
Originally Posted by Scossie
Haw yoo!
Less a that, or a'll tell everybody your second name!
That'll throw the whole forum into confusion!!
Less a that, or a'll tell everybody your second name!
That'll throw the whole forum into confusion!!
Well, what is it??? and while your at it what does he work as
Aug 21st 2006, 5:26 am
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Re: Poms in Paisley
You can bet your life that when your friend gives you Scottish stuff to take back with you, that you are going to be searched by security.
Armed with Scottish rock, 2 fluffy pens in the shape of birds, some tartan type keyrings plus lots of dirty knickers that I had planned to wash when I got home, I really thought I had planned it all and had nothing illegal in my bags.
You know when you are going to get searched? Well I know and today was no exception.
Giving Sorchar my mascara as you cant take that on the plane, I said goodbye, took off my boots and belt as directed and went through security at Glasgow.
This very scary, short but scary all the same, security woman asked me to step aside, stand with my legs apart and arms out.
Bloody hell, I shouldnt have had that pint of lager with my meal, because I felt fatter than what I am and held in my stomach as she conducted her very thorough search/frisk of my body.
There is something not quite right about having someone in rubber gloves frisking so close to my beaver/bottom and I focused on the old man in front of me whilst she patted/felt and generally did her job about my person.
'Thank you' I said as she asked me to move on. Don't know why I bloody said thank you mind, rubber gloves have their place and it is not near my genitals at an airport.
'Is that your bag?' A strong Scottish voice barked at me.
'Sweet Jesus, this is not my day' I muttered.
'Yes it is' I said meakly as some bloke asked me to step aside whilst he opened it.
'You are going to go through my dirty knickers aren't you?' I said wearily.
Smiling at me he said in a voice that needed Sorchar to translate 'No hen, but you do have something of interest' and then got this funny sort of detector thingy. The thing of interest turned out to be my asthma medication.
As he opened my bag, I clocked my days of dirty knicks and went red with shame. Ladies, please wash your panties before you fly and don't be lazy because it is not nice - no really.
'The tartan keyrings and fluffy birds are nothing to do with me and the Scottish rock wasn't my idea' I said quickly.
Grinning at me, he laughed and said 'Scottish rock is OK but really I should confiscate it as it is bad for your teeth!' and then he picked up my DVD I had made with Gordon beating my dog up - titled 'The Big Fight!'.
Somehow, we got talking about Highland Cows and I excitedly told him that we saw some yesterday and how I really thought they no longer existed and were a thing of the past.
'See, I didnt touch your knickers did I?' He laughed and told me to put my boots and belt back on and sent me on my way.
Praise the lord he didn't because that would have been too much and had he got my bra out, he could have made a hammock.
Anyway, I am home now and Gordon is screaming his head off.
Oh yes, Margaret is so sweet and for those that havent seen her in the flesh, is now going to be the naughty Matron in my stories. I have a part lined up for Gill as well.
Thank you Sorchar for having me, you are a down to earth lovely person and I only wish Abdel could have met you.
Armed with Scottish rock, 2 fluffy pens in the shape of birds, some tartan type keyrings plus lots of dirty knickers that I had planned to wash when I got home, I really thought I had planned it all and had nothing illegal in my bags.
You know when you are going to get searched? Well I know and today was no exception.
Giving Sorchar my mascara as you cant take that on the plane, I said goodbye, took off my boots and belt as directed and went through security at Glasgow.
This very scary, short but scary all the same, security woman asked me to step aside, stand with my legs apart and arms out.
Bloody hell, I shouldnt have had that pint of lager with my meal, because I felt fatter than what I am and held in my stomach as she conducted her very thorough search/frisk of my body.
There is something not quite right about having someone in rubber gloves frisking so close to my beaver/bottom and I focused on the old man in front of me whilst she patted/felt and generally did her job about my person.
'Thank you' I said as she asked me to move on. Don't know why I bloody said thank you mind, rubber gloves have their place and it is not near my genitals at an airport.
'Is that your bag?' A strong Scottish voice barked at me.
'Sweet Jesus, this is not my day' I muttered.
'Yes it is' I said meakly as some bloke asked me to step aside whilst he opened it.
'You are going to go through my dirty knickers aren't you?' I said wearily.
Smiling at me he said in a voice that needed Sorchar to translate 'No hen, but you do have something of interest' and then got this funny sort of detector thingy. The thing of interest turned out to be my asthma medication.
As he opened my bag, I clocked my days of dirty knicks and went red with shame. Ladies, please wash your panties before you fly and don't be lazy because it is not nice - no really.
'The tartan keyrings and fluffy birds are nothing to do with me and the Scottish rock wasn't my idea' I said quickly.
Grinning at me, he laughed and said 'Scottish rock is OK but really I should confiscate it as it is bad for your teeth!' and then he picked up my DVD I had made with Gordon beating my dog up - titled 'The Big Fight!'.
Somehow, we got talking about Highland Cows and I excitedly told him that we saw some yesterday and how I really thought they no longer existed and were a thing of the past.
'See, I didnt touch your knickers did I?' He laughed and told me to put my boots and belt back on and sent me on my way.
Praise the lord he didn't because that would have been too much and had he got my bra out, he could have made a hammock.
Anyway, I am home now and Gordon is screaming his head off.
Oh yes, Margaret is so sweet and for those that havent seen her in the flesh, is now going to be the naughty Matron in my stories. I have a part lined up for Gill as well.
Thank you Sorchar for having me, you are a down to earth lovely person and I only wish Abdel could have met you.
