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    <title>hey ship do u have any weird niche jokes?</title>
    <published>2016-11-07T14:26:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">via &lt;a href="http://ift.tt/2eOjvYs"&gt;http://ift.tt/2eOjvYs&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;An Englishman is being shown around a Scottish hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of his visit, he is shown into a ward with a number of patients who show no obvious signs of injury. He goes to examine the first man he sees, and the man proclaims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair fa’ yer honest, sonsie face,&lt;br /&gt;Great chieftain e’ the puddin’ race!&lt;br /&gt;Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,&lt;br /&gt;painch tripe or thairm:&lt;br /&gt;Weel are ye wordy o’ a grace&lt;br /&gt;as lang’s my arm.&lt;br /&gt;The Englishman, somewhat taken aback, goes to the next patient, and immediately the patient launches into:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hae meat, and canna eat,&lt;br /&gt;And some wad eat that want it,&lt;br /&gt;But we hae meat and we can eat,&lt;br /&gt;And sae the Lord be thankit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continues with the next patient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee sleekit cow'rin tim'rous beastie,&lt;br /&gt;O what a panic’s in thy breastie!&lt;br /&gt;Thou need na start awa sae hasty,&lt;br /&gt;wi’ bickering brattle.&lt;br /&gt;I wad be laith to run and chase thee,&lt;br /&gt;wi’ murdering prattle!“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” the Englishman mutters to his Scottish colleague, “I see you saved the psychiatric ward for the last.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nay, nay,” the Scottish doctor corrected him, “this is the Serious Burns unit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://athousanderrors.dreamwidth.org/file/136376.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=athousanderrors&amp;ditemid=136749" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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