I'm starting to understand the local accent more, but still need a translator at times, so got those straight away.
Whats the one about the Glaswegian in a cake shop?
Cake shop?....It's cried the bakers shop,
I'm starting to understand the local accent more, but still need a translator at times, so got those straight away.
Whats the one about the Glaswegian in a cake shop?
Heres a welsh one. When I was born my welsh mum announced to my irish aunties that wanted to call me Sian. To which they all look puzzled and said " i thought the baby was a girl, what do want to call her Sean for?"
I'm starting to understand the local accent more, but still need a translator at times, so got those straight away.
Whats the one about the Glaswegian in a cake shop?
I'm starting to understand the local accent more, but still need a translator at times, so got those straight away.
Whats the one about the Glaswegian in a cake shop?
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A teacher in a Glasgow school, who was trying to improve the vocabulary of her class, asked the question,
"What is inertia?"
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"Largs and Troon ! ", was the reply........![]()
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cheers,
Toddy
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That reminds me on an incident related to me by my mate about when they were being given a safety talk upon arriving at a new North Sea platform:
Safety Instructor: "Now...you all have to remember which bunk you're in." points at one of the new crew and asks "You...what bunk are you?"
New crewman (from Aberdeen) "Bunk o' Scotland! Fits that got tae dae wi' onything?"
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I'm getting worried now. I'm going to have to learn a whole new language.
or whit aboot the late great racing driver, ayr toon centre.
A Glasgow man - steaming and skint - is walking down Argyle Street when he spots a guy tinkering with the engine of his car!
'What's up Jimmy?' he asks.
'Piston broke,' he replies.. 'Aye, same as masel...![]()
It's like the Aberdonian loon, who on his return from a holiday in France was asked how he liked it, he replied: -
Min it was braw, the treat you reel weel there, when I was asked how many eggs I like for breakfast and I told em "twa", ye'll never gues what, they always brocht me three!!!
GB.
The French are very generous.hehe