Knitted terrorist profile
Reenie MacAbre, codename: BOOMSHALAKALAK
What is your weapon of choice?
Well, I cannae think of anything better than gi'em tha heed! Am a straight talking lassie.
What is your favourite yarn?
Och, it has to be Jamieson’s. Nothing better for a calvin lassie than a wee bit o’ scratch in her hair shirt.
What constitutes happiness for you?
Am keen on a cigar now and again, and a wee dram o’single.
Provide us with your favourite manifesto quote:
“Awa' wi' your witchcraft o' Beauty's alarms,
The slender bit Beauty you grasp in your arms,
O, gie me the lass that has acres o' charms,
O, gie me the lass wi' the weel-stockit farms.”
From aw own Rabbie. It may no be a manifesto, but the man, he ken what is good in a lassie.
What is your most treasured possession?
I love ma mammie! She goes wi’ me wherever. In a bonnie wee urn.
Which terrorist/freedom fighter/capitalist pigdog (we like to be open-minded) do you most admire and why?
Och, well, tha’s no hard, is it? It has to be ol’ Bill Wallace. But can ah just say that if that sassenach (and ah ken that he’s no really, but he might as well be) wi’ his big girly hair and his poorly accent comes around here, I will stab ‘im wi’ knives. I donna hold with Hollywood.
N.B. The Knitted Terrorists would like to mention at this point that there is indeed some friction between Reenie McAbre, Mattie Hardacre Smythe and Merrell Stern. At present we are considering locking them in a cupboard until they sort their differences out.What is your favourite film torture scene? Anything from Dirty Dancing cannot be used, in order to protect the innocent.
Ah have a wee crush on Dougray Scott and ah always get a chill down ma spine when he snips the wee tip of a finger off his henchman in Mission Impossible Two… tha’s the man showing how to keep your crew in line. However, I only have tha’ bit o’ the film recorded. Ah canna be doin’ wi’ the rest of that shite.
What is your greatest fear?
The wee beasties in ma dreams.
What is your most unappealing habit?
Ah do have irregular bowels, due to ma lack of fibre, or so ah’ve been tol’n by the wee dr.
Which song would you like played at your funeral?
‘Alive and Kicking’ by Simple Minds, because ah will niver die, due to ma intake of Irn Bru (you can see it ma eyes ‘n all).




