mid week funnies

appologies to those north of the border (from England that is) ahead of time.

Jock was out working the field when a barnstormer landed.
"I'll give you an airplane ride for £50," said the pilot.
"Sorry, cannae afford it," replied Jock.
"Tell you what," said the pilot, "I'll give you and your wife a free ride but if you get scared it'll be £100."
So up they went and the pilot rolled, looped, stalled and did all he could to scare Jock. Nothing worked and the defeated pilot finally landed the plane. Turning around to the rear seat he said, "Got to hand it to you, for country folk you sure are brave!"
"Aye," said Jock "But ye nearly had me there when the wife fell oot!"

:lol:

or how about this one:

Grampian Police are investigating a cruel theft that took place over the weekend.

A callous local person is suspected in theft of the annual charity "pile of pennies" collection from The Bells on Union Street.

But Grampian Police say they have strong leads to follow.

Apparently BOTH of the pennies are marked.
:lol: :lol:

or this B)

Sandy, a weel kent chiel (well known fellow) from Peterhead dies and his poor old widow decides to place an obituary in the Press & Journal.
The man at the newspaper desk asks how much money she has to whch she replies "Five poun' (£5)"
The man says "You won't get many words for that but write something and we'll see if it's ok."
So the old woman writes something and hands it over the counter and the man reads "Sandy Reid, fae Peterheid, deid."
He feels guilty at the abruptness of the statement and encourages the old woman to write a few more things. The old woman ponders and then adds a few more words and hands the paper back over the counter again.
The man then reads "Sandy Reid, fae Peterheid, deid. Ford Escort for sale."

:D
 

Brian Stewart
Supporter
Since you've started it....

A young Scottish lad and lassie were sitting on a low stonewall, Holding hands, and just gazing out over the loch.

For several minutes they sat silently, then finally the girl looked at the boy and said, "A penny for your thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's aboot time for a wee kiss."

The girl blushed, then leaned over and kissed him. Then he blushed.
Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps its aboot time for a wee cuddle."
The girl blushed, then leaned over and cuddled him. Then he blushed.
Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps its aboot time you let me poot me
hand on your leg."

The girl blushed, then took his hand and put it on her leg. Then he blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."

The young man knit his brow. "Well, now," he said, "my thoughts are a bit more serious this time."

"Really?" said the girl in a whisper, filled with anticipation.
"Aye," said the lad.

The girl looked away in shyness, began to blush and bit her lip in anticipation of the request.

Angus blurted out, "Din'na ye think it's aboot time ye paid me the first three pennies?"
 

David Morton

Lifetime Supporter
German SS Sniper high in a church tower in Poland in WW2 taking aim at a Polish man scurrying across a square. Loud booming voice from above shouts to him "Don't kill that man. He will be the next Pope"
The sniper replies "What about me" and the voice replies "You will be next"....
 
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