Happy Burns Night! (Patreon)

The MacDougall triplets were really starting to regret betting their kilts on 'Flunker' Cavendish winning the Caber Toss... After all, a sporran can only stretch so far.

Aye, weel… The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft agley.

😂 Have a good Burns Supper, everyone! For those of you who don't know it, Burns Night is a Scottish custom of celebrating the great poet Rabbie Burns... by eating something appalling called a haggis and washing it down with enough alcohol to fell an elk. It's a genuinely lovely festival with none of the nationalist, religious, consumerist or 'worthy' overtones of most celebrations - and anyone with a love of poetry and absurd quantities of booze should check it out.

Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
As lang's my airm.

Address to a Haggis, by Robert Burns