
The night ends oan a soor note, is DJ is led awa bi the Polis.
- Memories of olden times that bring a tear to the eye, like sawdust fi a passing Anderson's lorry.
Dinny ken whit we are oan aboot?
Learn the lingo here.
UPDATE: OWER A HUNNERINALEEVIN NEW WORDS!
4 comments:
Lorne, kin you tell yur brerr am sorry ah couldny make it last setirday. Ah hud ti go ti some hippy shite thit Annalisa wanted ti go ti n hud nae option,much ti ma feckin annoyance. Ah kin tell ye,if ah hud a choice i sittin in a field in the borders or bein up the toon wi youse thur widny huv been any contest. Ah didny huv a choice tho so that wis that
Thought stonehenge was in Englund.
So it seems gaun bi the foaties. Ur you sure yur brither is younger thin you by the way, or ur you yaysin shazes nivea or sumhin.Lookin awfy young in they foaties
He must have a painting in the attic.
Post a Comment