
Scottish Word: Aff.
“A reid card’s a reid card, whether it’s Pluto, Neptune or Mars. Yir aff!” Translated: aff: off. “A red card is a red card whether it is Pluto, Neptune or Mars. You are sent off, go!” … Continue reading Aff.
“A reid card’s a reid card, whether it’s Pluto, Neptune or Mars. Yir aff!” Translated: aff: off. “A red card is a red card whether it is Pluto, Neptune or Mars. You are sent off, go!” … Continue reading Aff.
Aye! Weel may ye sing o’ the maut, the meikle black deil, an th’ Exciseman. Ahn while it’s verry guid o ye tae trade sae fairly yer port an brandy for my braw hame made whisky … Continue reading Maut.
Tis a feat indeed Captain tae get yer puggie tae skrauch at iviry bell o the watch. But dis it no have an aff switch ataw. It wis very droll to begin with. Translation: scrauch, skrauch: … Continue reading Skrauch.
Weel weel aw oor cookin up o this virus has resulted in a wee bonus o this wee bittie cloot whit’ll keep the smeek an smuir oot o oor lighs. ahn whit’s mair if’n we whip … Continue reading Smuir.
Staun bye chiels, I see the spune oan its wye. Get ready tae pit yer backs intae it eneuch tae strain them tuith bandits. Mak that fitwhirlie dirl tae clap the chafts richt weel. Translation: chaft: … Continue reading Chaft.
Yir wee nakit by-bit is tryin tae get yer attention Oswald. Ah think it jist wants ye tae bite its heid clean aff, gleg like, instead o fryin it. Translation: by-bit: a snack between meals. Your … Continue reading By-Bit.
Watch the razor letter boxes doon there, they’ll hae yer fingers aff at the knockles wi-oot care, even’f ye were rackle-haunded like massel. But first ye hae tae drap doon avoiding the shairp stalagmites, loup o’er … Continue reading Knockle.
Ah’ve div whit ye telt me doctor – fower sets o twenty flaps twice a day iviry day huddin it at least twa inches aff the grund ahn still the wecht winni shift. Ah can barely … Continue reading Wecht.
Yer a forritsome elf jingling oot o the wids like that fur tae get some o my usquebae for yer empty hipper. Weel it’s Hogmanay ahn a cannie deny ye. Tak the tap aff ahn I’ll … Continue reading Forritsome.
Hoi gran is it potted-heid or powsowdie yer making ahn dae ye still want me tae peel ahn shred the veg? Are ye no supposed tae skin the thing or at least singeit the wool and … Continue reading Powsowdie.