After inspection, the hotel chef refused to cook and serve the haggis because he discovered that some of it was tainted.
That's too bad, haggis isn't something that you can run down to your local supermarket and replace at the last minute. Especially in a small-ish town.
At least the chief had humor about it!
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"Confutatis maledictis, flammis acribus addictis;
voca me cum benedictis." -"Dies Irae" (Day of Wrath)
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