Hunting Haggis
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kentucky bucky
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Hey Detachment Charlie
I knew you were lying when I read that Robert Burns wrote "Ode to a Dead Haggis" DUH!!! It was Sir Walter Scot. I am also writing a letter to PETA about your treatment of the much misunderstood Haggis. I think it's barbaric how this forum has encouraged VIOLENCE against all that is haggis and this could have a serious impact on the future generations of haggi just trying to co-exist peacefully with humans. It is our duty as humane beings to stop this horrific slaughter NOW. Speaking of NOW, I am also contacting the offices of NOW, because it has been brought to my attention that the female haggis is disproportionately killed simply because they have a much more shrill and annoying vocalization. THIS MUST BE STOPPED!!!!!!!! SAVE THE HAGGI!!!!!!!!!FREE MUMIA HAGGI!!!!!!
I knew you were lying when I read that Robert Burns wrote "Ode to a Dead Haggis" DUH!!! It was Sir Walter Scot. I am also writing a letter to PETA about your treatment of the much misunderstood Haggis. I think it's barbaric how this forum has encouraged VIOLENCE against all that is haggis and this could have a serious impact on the future generations of haggi just trying to co-exist peacefully with humans. It is our duty as humane beings to stop this horrific slaughter NOW. Speaking of NOW, I am also contacting the offices of NOW, because it has been brought to my attention that the female haggis is disproportionately killed simply because they have a much more shrill and annoying vocalization. THIS MUST BE STOPPED!!!!!!!! SAVE THE HAGGI!!!!!!!!!FREE MUMIA HAGGI!!!!!!
My grandfather told me that haggises (I think thats the plural - haggis is singular) always run round the mountains clockwise, and so their left legs longer that their right, so as to keep them upright.
You didn't need to shoot them or trap them to catch them - all you did say get in front of them and make a loud noise to scare them. They'd turn round to run away, and overbalance, allowing you to catch them by hand.
Iapetus
You didn't need to shoot them or trap them to catch them - all you did say get in front of them and make a loud noise to scare them. They'd turn round to run away, and overbalance, allowing you to catch them by hand.
Iapetus
BluesBear
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I thought the plural was Haggi?
You know like in that play/short story "The Gift of the Haggi"?
You know like in that play/short story "The Gift of the Haggi"?
GM7RQK
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Didn't know what I was starting when I posted this 
I must be honest and say that despite coming from the native home of the haggis I have no idea what the plural is, I only eat them one at a time.
Gentlemen and ladies, thank you for making a forigner from where having an interest in guns puts you in the same catagory as peadophiles and rapists most welcome and for making me feel a little less weird.
Have a merry christmas, happy honnaka, eud or whatever your winter celebration may be, a happy new year and above all a safe and happy time doing whatever it is that makes you happy.
In the words of Mister Spock 'Live Long And Prosper' wherever and whoever you may be.
Shoot well, be safe and above all else enjoy life.
Stephen.
I must be honest and say that despite coming from the native home of the haggis I have no idea what the plural is, I only eat them one at a time.
Gentlemen and ladies, thank you for making a forigner from where having an interest in guns puts you in the same catagory as peadophiles and rapists most welcome and for making me feel a little less weird.
Have a merry christmas, happy honnaka, eud or whatever your winter celebration may be, a happy new year and above all a safe and happy time doing whatever it is that makes you happy.
In the words of Mister Spock 'Live Long And Prosper' wherever and whoever you may be.
Shoot well, be safe and above all else enjoy life.
Stephen.
BluesBear
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Happy Holidays to you and yours as well Stephen.
May y'all be blessed in the New Year
Bear Drury aka The BluesBear
Edmonds Washington
May y'all be blessed in the New Year
Bear Drury aka The BluesBear
Edmonds Washington
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I've never heard of Haggis before, and I'm supposed to be part Scot.
I live in the south, I've been to a "goat roast", does this count??
If I understand what I read in previous posts...then I did not stray too far from some geneology...I just need to find a "goat model" firearm...maybe I can slap a pc of masking tape on a gun with a goat/sheep/Haggi drawn on the tape...that would be legal - right?
Yes I've hunted snipe...we have them here...I don't use an offical "snipe model " shotgun for those either...I'm serious we have snipe, same season as rail...
I live in the south, I've been to a "goat roast", does this count??
If I understand what I read in previous posts...then I did not stray too far from some geneology...I just need to find a "goat model" firearm...maybe I can slap a pc of masking tape on a gun with a goat/sheep/Haggi drawn on the tape...that would be legal - right?
Yes I've hunted snipe...we have them here...I don't use an offical "snipe model " shotgun for those either...I'm serious we have snipe, same season as rail...
Uh, but I'm CERTAIN there are things your girlfriend does, and enjoys, that we do not!
After saving my shekels for so many years, at last I had scraped together enough to realize my penultimate, and dearest, dream: to meet the wild Striped Haggis on his own turf, and best him by daunting and gunfire. I lovingly checked the action on my Webly & Scott 28-gauge boxlock, feeling again the fire run through my veins as the gun leapt to my shoulder. Ah, yes. My Webley No. 1 Mark VI .455 was checked for function as well- no especial task, since I perform 8,000 dryfirings a day with it- and, I was ready as rain, and born right.
Before long, all alone, I traipsed the murky moor. My guide was lost, and through the dim, I heard a mighty roar. My gun swung up, the beast, he charged, both barrels went KE-RACK! Taken by the thundrous rush, I lay upon my back. Close by, cruel Haggi turned again upon his prey.
Struggling to an elbow, the Webley flew to hand. I dealt out a stream of fire as we met, beast to man. My Webley went POP-POP-POP, the monster ground his teeth. At long last, I knew 'twas true, this poor sod was dead meat. Had I come to die on the moor, this dreary day?
Bloody and broken, we faced our foes, this demon of mist, and I. Seeing his unbounded rage, a tear filled my eye. Laying down my steaming steel, I resolved to die. Thoughts of dear Buffy, and Mimi, and young Rupert, forced out a sigh. Well nigh, proud Haggi turned- and he strode away.
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H&H , J Shirley...you guys are good! Thanks!
This perhaps needs to in a THR archive..."Reading Primer" ?
If you type more, I'll read it.
This perhaps needs to in a THR archive..."Reading Primer" ?
If you type more, I'll read it.
josefidelity
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OH Haggi!
One day out in the woods while cow tipping I fell on top of a sleeping Haggi and it bit me, so I stuck it in the jugler just like you would any other unusually large rodent from the fire swamp,except out here in california we call the dish "menudo"
One day out in the woods while cow tipping I fell on top of a sleeping Haggi and it bit me, so I stuck it in the jugler just like you would any other unusually large rodent from the fire swamp,except out here in california we call the dish "menudo"
kentucky bucky
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Ode to Haggis......
Oh Haggis how doth thy wandering flesh seem so fleeting as the salt sea spray ?
My breast seepeth forth the longing of the heralded chase, as milk to nourish a babe anew.
Oh the deep raspy bellow of the bull Haggi echos through my weary mind as a great rumbling within my bowels.
Nevermore shall I sleep a deep peaceful slumber free of haggi, and rest knowing that the moors calleth my name.
The thrill of the hunt becomes me, the smell of the haggi musk streams into my slumber as a silent flatulence.
No endeavor shall embraceth my wanting soul as the pursuit of the elusive ghostlike beast of the moor.
Hail to thee oh haggis royalty of the wild, spareth me from the deep wanting of your flesh.
Oh Haggis how doth thy wandering flesh seem so fleeting as the salt sea spray ?
My breast seepeth forth the longing of the heralded chase, as milk to nourish a babe anew.
Oh the deep raspy bellow of the bull Haggi echos through my weary mind as a great rumbling within my bowels.
Nevermore shall I sleep a deep peaceful slumber free of haggi, and rest knowing that the moors calleth my name.
The thrill of the hunt becomes me, the smell of the haggi musk streams into my slumber as a silent flatulence.
No endeavor shall embraceth my wanting soul as the pursuit of the elusive ghostlike beast of the moor.
Hail to thee oh haggis royalty of the wild, spareth me from the deep wanting of your flesh.
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More tears...................... It's so...so beatifull...
Kentucky,
Your so sensitve, your writing style..........is so.......deep and meaningfull and to truely understand the haggis not just to write a story about this great beast, but to capture his essence. The true meaning of what it is to be a Haggiphile.
Deepest respect for your abilities.
H&H.......
It's so...so beatifull...Kentucky,
Your so sensitve, your writing style..........is so.......deep and meaningfull and to truely understand the haggis not just to write a story about this great beast, but to capture his essence. The true meaning of what it is to be a Haggiphile.
Deepest respect for your abilities.
H&H.......
kentucky bucky
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dear H&Hhunter
When I read your testimony I wept, I laughed, I soiled myself.
Thanks........... Oh Haggiphile of all Haggiphiles!
When I read your testimony I wept, I laughed, I soiled myself.
Thanks........... Oh Haggiphile of all Haggiphiles!
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