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Dashing through the snow in my rusty Ford Capri

Down the road I go, sliding all the way.

I need new piston rings. I need some new snow tyres.

My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!

 

 

Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away.

I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay.

The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay.

Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Ford Capri.

 

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Dashing through the snow in my rusty Ford Capri

Down the road I go, sliding all the way.

I need new piston rings. I need some new snow tyres.

My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!

 

 

Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away.

I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay.

The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay.

Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Ford Capri.

 

:hysterical: genius.

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On the 1st day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

A Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 2nd day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 3rd day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 4th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 5th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 6th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 7th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 8th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Eight Niall McGinns

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 9th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Nine Niall McGinns

Eight Niall McGinns

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 10th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Ten Niall McGinns

Nine Niall McGinns

Eight Niall McGinns

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 11th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Eleven Niall McGinns

Ten Niall McGinns

Nine Niall McGinns

Eight Niall McGinns

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

 

On the 12th day of Christmas the Dandies gave to me,

Twelve Niall McGinns

Eleven Niall McGinns

Ten Niall McGinns

Nine Niall McGinns

Eight Niall McGinns

Seven Niall McGinns

Six Niall McGinns

FIVE NIALL MCGINNS!!!

Four Niall McGinns

Three Niall McGinns

Two Nial McGinns

and a Niall McGinn at Pittodrie

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Dashing through the snow in my rusty Ford Capri

Down the road I go, sliding all the way.

I need new piston rings. I need some new snow tyres.

My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!

 

 

Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away.

I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay.

The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay.

Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Ford Capri.

 

Amazing :laughing:

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Just for Tup.

 

Doorbell rings, I'm not list'nin',

From my mouth, drool is glist'nin',

I'm happy -- although

My boss let me go --

Happily addicted to the Web.

 

All night long, I sit clicking,

Unaware time is ticking,

There's beard on my cheek,

Same clothes for a week,

Happily addicted to the Web!

 

Friends come by; they shake me, Saying, "Yo, man!

Don't you know tonight's the pool night?"

 

With a listless shrug, I mutter "No, man;

I just discovered laugh-a-lot-dot-com!"

 

I don't phone, don't send faxes,

Don't go out, don't pay taxes,

Who cares if someday, they drag me away?

I

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When the SPL man brings the vote

Well he just might like to know

He's put a great big smile, on most of Scotland's face

If you jump into your bed

Quickly cover up your head

Don't you lock the doors

You know that sweet justice is on the way

 

Well I wish it could be the day the huns ceased to exist every day

When the kids start singing and the band begins to play

Oh, I wish it could be curtains for the huns every day

Let the bells ring out for the death of the hun bastards

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Not that either.

 

As you will see, my input is sporadic.

 

This place lights up like a Christmas tree when I'm around though.

 

It's as dull as ditchwater when I'm not.

 

I'm expecting my Christmas Bonus cheque in the post shortly.

 

youll be getting fcuk all you bald waste of space.

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