Gillychrist MacInnis
Come back sooner or later as eventually
his story will
be posted here.
Clinton was his first event ever and he is now hooked!!!
Bring us in good ale, and bring us
in good ale,
For our blessed lady’s sake, bring us in good ale.
Bring us in no brown bread, for
that is made of bran;
Nor bring us in no white bread, for there-in is no game:
But bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no beef, for there is
many bones;
But bring us in good ale, for that goes down at once:
And bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no bacon, for that is
passing fat;
But bring us in good ale, and give us enough of that:
And bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no mutton, for that is
often lean;
Nor bring us in no tripes, for they are seldom clean:
But bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no eggs, for there are
many shells;
But bring us in good ale, and bring us nothing else:
And bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no butter, for there
are many hairs;
Nor bring us in no pig’s flesh, for that will make us boars:
But bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no puddings, for
there-in’s all goats blood;
Nor bring us in no venison, for that’s not for our good:
But bring us in good ale...
Bring us in no capon’s flesh for
that is often dear;
Nor bring us in no ducks flesh, for they slobber in the mere:
But bring us in good ale...
~ Medieval Drinking Song
Pickup lines 'Gilly" will try at next years Clinton...
Hey, Princess, you wouldnt
happen to know where a
lonely knight could scabbard his sword, would you?
Been there, slain that.
Your hovel or mine?
Pestilence makes the heart go wander.
Pardon me, madam, but wouldeth thou like to see my longsword in action?
Every second of every hour of every day is like a thousand knives of fire stabbing me in the heart. I long for thee incessantly, so much that mine sorrow seems without surcease. My alliteration is small comfort next to the warm gaze of thine azure eyes. I crave the comfort of thine embrace like some lost child cold and alone in the dark....So, you wanna F***
You wanna go upstairs and see my Holy Grail?
If I were that horse, I`d rather you mounted me without the saddle.
Thy breastplate is wondrous! Wouldst thou hold my polearm whilst I attempt to light thy fire?
Dost thou know? That chastity belt of yours would look great on my sleeping chambers floor.
I had to swim the moat to get to you fair maiden. So, would you like to see my breaststroke?
Wench: what`s that sound? Knight: that`s just the sound of my chain mail drawers expanding.
Thou hast hit on me harder than the black plague!
Why don`t we go back to my place and re-enact "The Miller`s Tale?"
You won`t believe this but St.
George just appeared to me in a vision and told
me that I must bed you...the fate of England depends is on it!!
Ever see a passion play? Would you like to?
Don`t believe the rumors you heard about me . . . the plague didn`t affect the important parts.
Like a mare, I can be ridden for hours. --
How, you ask, did I get up here to your balcony? Well, I espied you from yonder garden. In an instant my er, heart was swelled with lus.. er, love. I had to meet you! So I ranneth over but tripped on a stone thusly pole-vaulting into your arms.
I`ve been VERY NAUGHTY. You`ll have to put me in the stocks and...er... PUNISH me, now won`t you?
C`mon, sweetie...Didn`t your mother ever tell you? A monk a day keeps the black plague away.
I lost my leg in battle. Guess what I`m walking on!
I`m really a prince cursed by an evil witch. Tell me, do you have sex with frogs?
My! But you are a beautiful damsel in distress! Allow me to help you out of it.
What a fine gown you wear, my lady. Perchance couldst I talk you out of it?
You know, I was once imprisoned
in a tower very much like Repunnzel.
Only it wasn`t my hair that the queen asked me to let down.
A day just wouldn`t be complete without a Knight.
I may not be a priest, but I can get you to heaven, m`lady.
What say ye we have our own Norman conquest, lass?
Come up to my chamber and I`ll show you the largest treasure in the land.
You can place your greeves under my pallet anytime.
Hey, big boy, how would you like to help this maiden out of dis-dress?
Wanna polish my pike?
Ello, milady, thou art under siege. I shall scale thy battlements with mine grappling hook!
My Lady, dost thou possess a
looking glass in thine bodice?
For I may surely see myself within their folds.
Has anyone ever told you that you have a lovely wimple?
May I show you a fascinating Saracaen ritual I learned while hiding in a harem after Hattin?
A world without day is gloomy indeed, but a world without Knight would be pure misery.
I have the key to your chastity belt and you have the key to my heart.
Mayest I hose down your doublet?
Your eyes are as dark as a castle moat by midnight. Lower your drawbridge and let me cross.
You should be glad I`m not a Viking. You would have been ravaged and plundered by now.
What`s a nice maiden like you doing in a dungeon like this?
You can scale my battlements any day, madam.
You scratch my boils and I`ll scratch yours.
They don`t call me Lance-A-Lot for nothing, you know.
My that`s a fine set of chalices you have there.
Ssh, I don`t want everyone to know I`m on a secret holy quest.
When the Inquisition put me on the rack, my limbs weren`t the only thing they stretched.