TottsThe Haggis, Once a common animal in #Scotland is now losing the last of its natural habitats. Do help this rare creature on this important day by boosting
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beakerman
Frans Super 🇺🇦🇵🇸🍋 FKNZS🔻@Geri Okay, there have been sightings recently? Sightings are easier with no trees. But no-one favours loss of trees, forests, therefore sightings must be kept to a minimum, or rather zero. I support its preservation (conservation?), therefore I boost.
Oli@Geri
I saw a haggis once
It had no fur, no legs, or tail, just its poor little headless body shrink wrapped ready to be boiled
Would love to see a wild one running free on haggis hill and hear their call echoing across the valley
I saw a haggis once
It had no fur, no legs, or tail, just its poor little headless body shrink wrapped ready to be boiled
Would love to see a wild one running free on haggis hill and hear their call echoing across the valley
@OliverNoble that brings a tear to my eye. I remember seeing some baby ones and others who had not yet been born. I approve of a multi racial haggis society
LMFAO!!!
Snaprails@OliverNoble
It's worth mentioning that most of the Haggises you find in supermarkets are factory farmed now. Their little cages have level floors which makes it hard for the poor things to stand up, having evolved longer legs on one side than the other.
#SayNoToFarmedHaggis
@snaprails @OliverNoble is there an online petition that we can sign or a protest group perhaps
Ighostrider@Geri demand the return of the haggi!
QuasitHorace...By Monty Python
Much to his Mum and Dad's dismay,
Horace ate himself one day.
He didn't stop to say his grace,
He just sat down and ate his face.
We can't have this! His Dad declared,
If that lad's ate, he should be shared.
But even as they spoke they saw,
Horace eating more and more.
First his legs then his thighs,
His arms, his nose, his hair, his eyes...
Stop him someone! Mother cried,
Those eyeballs would be better fried!
But all too late, for they were gone,
And he had started on his dong...
Oh! Foolish child! The father mourns,
You could have deep fried that with prawns,
Some parsley and some tartar sauce...
But Horace was on his second course.
His liver and his lights and lung,
His ears, his neck, his chin, his tongue.
To think I raised him from the cot,
And now he's going to scoff the lot!
His Mother cried, What shall we do?
What's left won't even make a stew...
And as she wept her son was seen,
To eat his head, his heart, his spleen.
And there he lay, a boy no more,
Just a stomach, on the floor.
None the less, since it was his,
They ate it-that's what haggis is.
@Quasit quite excellent!!!!
Genesis wrote a song called Harold the Barrel. This was about eating human body parts.
"Father of three its disgusting"
"Such a horrible thing to do"
Harold the barrel cut off his toes and he served them all for tea
"Can't go far", "he can't go far"
"Hasn't got a leg to stand on"
"He can't go far"
Flipper 🐬🏳️🌈@Geri When I was a kid, bands of feral haggises roamed the countryside, terrorizing travelers. I'm glad they're nearly extinct.
Chasalin