The Prince Albert Caledonian Society is proud to host the 211th annual Robert Burns
supper on Friday January 27, 2012 at the Prince Albert Travelodge.
Come join in this celebration of Scottish culture,
food, tradition, and entertainment.
An example of the Toast to the Lassies:
Toast to the Lassies...by Michael McLaughlan
I asked my wife the other day what she liked best about me; my firm, trim body or my intellect.
She said, "Your sense of humour dear."
In writing this toast to the lassies, I couldn't help but notice the differences
between lads and lassies, not the obvious differences that make them so pleasing to the eye, but the more subtle differences,
- A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can
find such a man.
- Men believe they have the last word in arguments, but actually women have the last word. Anything a
man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
- A man has six items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream,
razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337
and a man would not be able to identify most of these items.
- And finally, children. A woman knows all about her children.
She knows about dentist appointments and best friends and favourite foods and secret fears, and hopes and dreams. A man is
vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.
But regardless of the differences that separate men and women,
we are not complete without them and I have prepared the following toast, with the assistance of the same muse that aided
A Toast to the Lassies
Gentlemen, please rise...
we stand, here in praise
For the women around us and in our days,
Like Robert Burns, he once knew
That we love
our lassies, though he had more than a few
When in our arms, they bring us untold pleasure
These are our lassies,
for they are a true treasure,
We seek to marry them, it is said
For nothing more than to get them to ... wed.
feed our spirit, they feed our soul
For many of us, they fill our bowl.
They care for us, they keep us well
occasionally, they make it feel like ... heaven.
They teach us manners, they teach us style,
For many of us, that
takes quite a while.
They improve with age, while we do not
For that is clear, looking at you lot.
parcel of rogues, I see here tonight,
It is truly amazing, our lassies don't take flight,
For they put up with our
habits, and we have all sorts,
Such as control of the remote and our preoccupation with sports.
For our lassies
we would walk five hundred miles,
It must be because, of their feminine wiles.
Over heathery mountain and scroggy
We seek them out now and then.
Tonight we stand, here in praise,
So join me lads, let your voices
Prepare to toast, fill up your glasses,
Join me now, to our bonnie lasses.
To the Lasses !