A Scotsman named Angus walked into a bank in London and asks for the loan officer. He says he's going to the US on business for two weeks and needs to borrow 1,000 pounds. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for the loan, so Angus hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce. The car is parked on the street in front of the bank, he has the title and everything checks out. The bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. The bank's...
Alasdair
had a wee croft in the Scottish Highlands with a few cows, pigs and chickens as
well as some barley. Alasdair was leaning on his spade outside of his byre
having just mucked it out. Along the narrow road comes a large shiny Cadillac
driven by a gentleman wearing a cowboy hat. The grand car stops across from
Alasdair and the driver yells out, “Hey, does y’all work here?” in a strong
American accent. Alasdair looks around puzzled and replies, “Nay, it’s just me
here.” The...
GIE'S A PUSH!
Angus and
his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud banging at the front door of their
croft. Angus gets up and goes to the door where there is a drunken stranger,
standing in the pouring rain. “Can you gie’s a push?” he asks in a slurred voice.
“Not a chance, you drunken git!” says Angus, “it’s 3:00 in the morning!”
“Call the AA”, and he slams the door and returns to bed.
“Who was that?” asked his wife.
“Just some old drunken sod asking for a...
For explaination to Non-Native American readers: aaaa (long a) is a slang word or expression used by probably all tribes and its meaning fis many different
circumstances. It could mean, "I'm joking," or "I don't
really mean this," or "this is unbelievable," and probably
more situations ranging from the ridiculous to the sublime. Joke: There were dogs on both side of the road which goes through the reservation. On the right side were reservation...
August 19, 2008
There’s a wafting of cool air blowing gently through
my window at this late hour. Today was a kind of loss for
me. My brother called as he often does
just to check on the goings on in this town. I love to hear from
him. He has no sympathy for my gripes and it always picks me up,
some way.
“I need a few days to rest,” I moaned.
“Don’t feel a bit sorry for you,” he...
How to get rapid action from the police in rural Scotland:Jock Mackenzie lived on a wee croft just outside of Alness. One night as he was going up to bed, his wife complained to him that he'd left the light on in the shed, which she could see from the bedroom window.
Jock opened the back door to go out to the shed to turn off the light but saw that there were villains in his shed stealing things. He dialled 999 to get the police, identified himself and reported what he had...
In the back woods of Scotland, Ian's wife went into labor in the middle of the night, and the doctor was called out to assist in the delivery.
To keep the nervous father-to-be busy, the doctor handed him a lantern and said: "Here, you hold this high Ian so I can see what I'm doing." Soon, a wee baby boy was brought into the world.
"Whoa there Ian!" said the doctor. "Don't be in a rush to put the lantern down... I think there's yet another wee one to come yet."
Sure enough, within minutes...
Jamie Forsyth called his son, Billy, in London and said, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough." "Dad, what are you talking about," Billy screamed."We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," Jamie said. "We're sick and tired of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister, Sue, in Paris and tell her." Then he hung up.Frantic, Billy called Sue, who exploded on the phone,...
Fiona and Edna, two "senior" Scottish widows, are talking.
Fiona: "That nice Angus MacDonald asked me out for a date. I know you
went out with him last week, and I wanted to talk with you about him
before I give him my answer."
Edna: "Well, I'll tell you. He shows up at my flat punctually at 7
P.M., dressed like such a gentleman in a fine suit, and he brings me such beautiful flowers!
Then he takes me downstairs, and what's there but a big posh car...A limousine,
uniformed...
Today we bring you a bricklayer's accident report that was printed in the newsleter of the English equivalent of the Workers Compensations Board. "Dear Sir: I am writing in response to your request for additional information on the accident reporting form. I put "poor planning" as the cause of my accident. You said in your letter that I should explain more fully and I trust that the following details will be sufficient. I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was...