tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post7136081643587769358..comments2024-02-20T02:40:59.760-06:00Comments on Blogged Down At The Moment: Of Haggis and Owl...and Other Things FoulMariann Simmshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974827167853824792noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-60091842252210683202010-04-26T17:22:13.707-05:002010-04-26T17:22:13.707-05:00Chris - I don't know about your poems...but I ...Chris - I don't know about your poems...but I can bet both of our poem talent will never surpass "A person's a person no matter how skanky". ;)<br /><br />Mike - I guess maybe it's for those grown-ups who like to dress up in school uniforms and the ones who like to watch them dress up. I'm cringing at this one.<br /><br />Thank you moanna. :)Mariann Simmshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974827167853824792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-36052632011044693062010-04-24T12:42:28.283-05:002010-04-24T12:42:28.283-05:00Dang it, I did research & I had tons of commen...Dang it, I did research & I had tons of comments on Haggis n Other Unusual Foods (Highlander Haggis is made from Red Deer or Elk; Lowlander Haggis is made from Sheep). Then I had to log into my Livejournal acct to post and I screwed up and lost my comment. Oh well. Ummm here's two books to inspire more Odes to Food. L.L. Bean Game and Fish Cookbook by Angus Cameron, Judith Jones And Kill It & Grill it: Ted and Shemane Nugent's Guide to Preparing Wild Game and Fish have all sorts of interesting recipes, including several for Squirrels. I may not be all scholarly & understand poetry much myself; but I loved YOUR poems. Well Done! (Pun intended)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-31562243407694065402010-04-22T00:42:17.185-05:002010-04-22T00:42:17.185-05:00Love that last line: ...at some given point I will...Love that last line: ...at some given point I will be drunk...but not with a guy named "Cooter".<br /><br />And I really don't get Hello Kitty wine. Who's the market for that? Kid alcoholics? Pedophile priests who drink?MikeWJ at Too Many Morningshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05357719098554598893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-74384341453214733582010-04-19T18:17:50.065-05:002010-04-19T18:17:50.065-05:00Loved the haggis one. Bonus points for the rhyme ...Loved the haggis one. Bonus points for the rhyme of "dismal" with "Pepto-Bismol".<br /><br />I can't write any poetry that isn't about a man from Nantucket or the young lad from Kent.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794712479594188124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-65955267257703385482010-04-18T22:26:02.632-05:002010-04-18T22:26:02.632-05:00I have no clue. It's probably something you e...I have no clue. It's probably something you eat with haggis or owl. ;)<br /><br />Hey...I'm going to stick with owls - I bet they are tasty...and if J.K. Rowling could make as much money off them as she did - well, ya never know.Mariann Simmshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974827167853824792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-74904211797283991012010-04-18T22:20:20.268-05:002010-04-18T22:20:20.268-05:00Alright, what is it with you and these OWLS?
Ni...Alright, what is it with you and these OWLS? <br /><br />Nice poetry by the way. Hats off to you my dear. *muah*<br /><br /><br />My word verification word was ketradic. What's that mean?! I'm too lazy to look it up. Are these real words? LOLAntKittyhttp://www.antsinmypants.proboards.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-75487161281931246882010-04-18T16:37:28.140-05:002010-04-18T16:37:28.140-05:00Why yes, yes I will. :)Why yes, yes I will. :)Mariann Simmshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974827167853824792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-81250788319843634232010-04-18T13:38:44.889-05:002010-04-18T13:38:44.889-05:00Will you write my epitaph please???Will you write my epitaph please???traylenenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-68136084554993704842010-04-18T12:08:52.276-05:002010-04-18T12:08:52.276-05:00Nanners...I don't know how he managed to take ...Nanners...I don't know how he managed to take it off the truck and not notify the authorities. Seriously, it was rotting flesh smell...the whole haggis had gone bad and it wasn't sealed nicely - I think it was wrapped in some brown butcher paper tied with some string and then she put it in one of those flimsy veggie/fruit bags you get when you're buying some apples. Tied it off with a twist tie and figured "that outta hold her". Man - I bet the exploding pig car in Mythbusters smelled very similiar to my haggis box. Not a nice scent I can tell you. They'll be no swanky candles sporting that smell for romantic evenings together.Mariann Simmshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974827167853824792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24144743.post-39450705223585761202010-04-18T07:30:11.534-05:002010-04-18T07:30:11.534-05:00LOL-love both poems!!!
And I can only imagine the...LOL-love both poems!!!<br /><br />And I can only imagine the look on the postman's face when he delivered your Haggis in a box!!!Nannersnoreply@blogger.com