Oh, Mr. Burns!
Jan. 31st, 2012 08:09 pmRight, so I got tapped to do the Lassie's reply again for Burns Night. On the one hand, an audience full of non-performers, so the bar is pretty low, as I proved last year. Although now that they've heard it once, I had to write a whole new one, AND I could no longer rely on the shock factor alone. (Because apparently, saying "penis" at a dinner party was a first for this crowd.)
Now, a fair part of my brain was occupied with "bend at the knees, not the waist, bend at the knees, not at the waist" as I had my wee kilt on, and it is definitely the shortest skirt I own. And normally not that big of a deal, except that this was the first time I wore tights with it, so I had absolutely NO feedback as to where the end of the skirt was. No, worse, SO no feedback that every once in a while my whole brain would freeze up with "Wait. Did I forget to put the kilt ON? Tell me I'm not just wearing tights...."
But that's what whisky's for -- making you so not give a wee sleekit beastie's patoot.
So, I think this speech went even better than last year's, although I don't think it was better...just that instead of sitting there shocked, the attendees (most of whom I've maybe met twice now) actually participated and added their own riffs. (And once again, improv classes come in handy.)
( So, here's the Lassie's Reply. Which, if you don't do Burns Night (and there are good reasons not to, starting and ending with Haggis) a man is chosen to toast to the women, generally a complimentary speech. And a woman replies, complimenting the men at the end, but invoking Burns and giving the guys a hard time )
Now, a fair part of my brain was occupied with "bend at the knees, not the waist, bend at the knees, not at the waist" as I had my wee kilt on, and it is definitely the shortest skirt I own. And normally not that big of a deal, except that this was the first time I wore tights with it, so I had absolutely NO feedback as to where the end of the skirt was. No, worse, SO no feedback that every once in a while my whole brain would freeze up with "Wait. Did I forget to put the kilt ON? Tell me I'm not just wearing tights...."
But that's what whisky's for -- making you so not give a wee sleekit beastie's patoot.
So, I think this speech went even better than last year's, although I don't think it was better...just that instead of sitting there shocked, the attendees (most of whom I've maybe met twice now) actually participated and added their own riffs. (And once again, improv classes come in handy.)
( So, here's the Lassie's Reply. Which, if you don't do Burns Night (and there are good reasons not to, starting and ending with Haggis) a man is chosen to toast to the women, generally a complimentary speech. And a woman replies, complimenting the men at the end, but invoking Burns and giving the guys a hard time )