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Some of the old farts claim that
adult/childish humour does not portray a correct
and proper image of Strathmore RFC. The
following page, linked pages and songs contain some adult humour, it's
rugby, if you think adult humour does not exist
in a rugby club then what planet are you living
on?
The full Scotland 2011 RBS 6 Nations fixtures:
All are in UK time – add one hour
for France and Italy
- Saturday 5 Feb - France v Scotland, Stade de France, kick-off 5pm UK
time
- Saturday 12 Feb - Scotland v Wales, Murrayfield, kick-off 5pm
- Sunday 27 Feb - Scotland v Ireland, Murrayfield, kick-off 3pm
- Sunday 13 Mar - England v Scotland, Twickenham, kick-off 3pm
- Saturday 19 Mar - Scotland v Italy, Murrayfield, kick-off 2.30pm
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Birchgrove 24 - 22 Strathmore In
a very closely fought encounter Brichgrove edged out the
tourists by only a couple of points. Birchgrove's
intentions were clear early on as they intended to steam
roller the inebriated tourists. They clearly go a
shock as Strathie put up a good fight and were rewarded with
some fine performances. The night
was not just about the game but renewing acquaintances and
making new friends. Birchgrove is a big and
friendly club and that came across from the enthusiastic
crowd who turned up in numbers to watch the game and enjoy a
singsong in the bar afterwards. Bichgrove put on a
great night for which we were truly grateful. We hope
they can get a tour organised so we can return the favour
next year.
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Jack Schitt
Bobby Baldie lays claim to the humping record.
Subsequent report of
Scott McKenzie shagging the skylight 50
times then being overtaken on the night has
brought controversy to the skylight debate.
Vice President and horn miester Bob Baldie claims that he is indeed the true
record holder with 150 shags.
Can Anyone back up this claim or even dispute
it? If so your e-mails and thoughts are
welcome and can be posted on this site by
e-mailing here .
Turn The
Volume Up, Unzip, Listen and Relax or Sing Along to the club anthem :
Camel Toe
The
Camel Toe Son Lyrics:
You're
a beautiful girl
and your pants are on so tight
that when you stand just right
I can see it all
When
your on the beach
and your bikini's soaking wet
I see a fuzzy silhouette as I look down below
I see your camel toe
(Chorus)
Your biscuit, your beavage, I see your cooter cleavage
Your monkey, your muffin you ain't hidden nothin,
Your coochie, your flapper, your showin of your snapper,
Your camel toe, it looks so right so baby let it show
Looks like a big taco
I see your camel toe
(Merci, madamme voila la bearded clam)
I
could really go
for a sideeways Sloppy Joe
or a tuna casserole
baby dont you know
I
never thought I'd see
so much of your anatomy
Your jeans are so tight
I'm learning genecology
I see your camel toe.
Your
leg up, your vulva, ooh you know I luv you
your end up, your vagina, nothin could be fina
it's furry, it's puffy, lookin kind of fluffy
your camel toe, It looks all right baby, so let it show
looks like a big taco
I see your camel toe
(Merci,
madamme voila la bearded clam)
Your biscuit, your beavage, I see your cooter cleavage
Your monkey, your muffin you ain't hidden nothin,
Your coochie, your flapper, your showin of your snapper,
Your camel toe, it looks so right so baby let it show
Looks like a big taco
I see your camel toe.
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Hi Ho Hi
Ho:
Hi Ho
Hi Ho its off to bed we go
I'd pay a quid to see your tits
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
its off to bed we go
get in the sack and spread your crack
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
its off to bed we go
just squeeze your cunt and make me grunt
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
its up your
ass I'll go
please wash your butt you fuckin slut
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
its time
for you to blow
please get me hard you tub of lard
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
its in your
bush I'll blow
I'll make a splash inside your gash
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Hi Ho
your
humping me to slow
I'm going limp you fucking blimp
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
Please
give me head
my dick is dead
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho......
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For
The Welsh
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- My
hen laid a haddock, one hand oiled a
flea,
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Glad farts and centurions threw dogs in
the sea,
- I
could stew a hare here and brandish
Dan's flan,
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Don's ruddy bog's blocked up with sand.
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Dad! Dad! Why don't you oil Auntie Glad?
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Can whores appear in beer bottle pies,
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butter the hens as they fly!
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More
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Whales, Whales, bloody great fishes are
Whales,
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They swim in the sea,
- We
eat them for tea,
- Oh
bloody great fishes are Whales.
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Molly
Malone
In Dublin's fair
city,
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh!
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
She was a fishmonger,
And sure twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh!
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh!
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!
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Delilah
I
saw the light on the night that
I passed by her window,
I saw the flickering shadows of
love on her blind.
She was my woman,
As she deceived me I watched and
went out of my mind.
My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
I could see that girl was no
good for me
But I was lost like a slave that
no man could free.
At break of day when that man
drove away, I was waiting
I cross the street to her house
and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and
she laughed no more
My, my, my Delilah
Why, why, why Delilah
So before they come to break
down the door
Forgive me Delilah I just
couldn't take any more.
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and
she laughed no more
My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
So before they come to break
down the door
Forgive me Delilah I just
couldn't take any more
Forgive me Delilah I just
couldn't take any more
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The Wild Rover
I've been a wild rover for
many's the year
I've spent all me money on
whiskey and beer
But now I'm returning with gold
in great store
And I never will play the wild
rover no more
And it's No, Nay, never,
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover,
No never no more
I
went in to an alehouse I used to
frequent
And I told the landlady me money
was spent
I asked her for credit, she
answered me nay
Such a customer as you I can
have any day
And it's No, Nay, never,
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover,
No never no more
I
took up from my pocket, ten
sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened
wide with delight
She says "I have whiskeys and
wines of the best
And the words that you told me
were only in jest"
And it's No, Nay, never,
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover,
No never no more
I'll go home to my parents,
confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon
their prodigal son
And, when they've caressed me as
oft times before
I never will play the wild rover
no more
And it's No, Nay, never,
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover,
No never no more
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Yogi
I know a bear that you all
know,
Yogi, YOGI,
I know a bear that you all
know,
Yogi, Yogi Bear.
YOGI, YOGI BEAR,
YOGI, YOGI BEAR,
I KNOW A BEAR THAT YOU ALL
KNOW,
YOGI, YOGI BEAR.
Yogi's got a little
"friend,"
Booboo, BOOBOO,
Yogi's got a little
"friend,"
Booboo, Booboo Bear
BOOBOO, BOOBOO BEAR,
BOOBOO, BOOBOO BEAR,
YOGI'S GOT A LITTLE
"FRIEND,"
BOOBOO, BOOBOO BEAR.
Yogi's got a "girlfriend,"
Suzi, SUZI
Suzi, Suzi Bear.
Yogi's got an enemy, Ranger,
RANGER
Ranger, Ranger Smith
Yogi's got a cheesy knob,
cammum, CAMMUM
Cammum, Camembert.
Booboo likes it on the
fridge, polar, POLAR
Polar, polar bear.
Yogi hates it up the ass,
something, SOMETHING
Something he can't bear.
Yogi's dick is long and
green, cucum, CUCUM
Cucum, cucumber.
Yogi likes to shave his
pubes, grizzly, GRIZZLY
Grizzly, grizzly bare.
Booboo’s boyfriend has no
teeth, gummy, GUMMY
Gummy, gummy bear
Yogi likes a good beer bust,
Lone Star, LONE STAR
Lone Star, Lone Star Bear
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