
Scottish Word: Threap.
Stop threapin at me aw the time, there’s only so much ah can dae for the planet aw at once. So no anither teet frae ye til I’m done or yer no comin on oor dog … Continue reading Threap.
Stop threapin at me aw the time, there’s only so much ah can dae for the planet aw at once. So no anither teet frae ye til I’m done or yer no comin on oor dog … Continue reading Threap.
I dinni miss them that I used tae cairt aboot nor them that were on mha road for I wid be sure tae tyne their life. It’s cos o them that I huv no contact wi … Continue reading Tyne.
Onie mair o yer snash an I’ll gie ye anither knap or twa or three tae mind ye yer manners. Translate: knap: A lump, bump, any rounded knob; a knot or protuberance; to knock, strike sharply, … Continue reading Knap.
Anither rip tide swimmer that’s droonin. Gruppin their would be rescuer like a limpet ahn thrashin awa agin the current, goin nowhere. They remind me o aw the conspiracy theorists ah ken. It aw seems so … Continue reading Sweem.
Jings that wiz Sinjin Pithoolwait efter a rabiator oan the back o Sangria and she’s got a bleezin skelter on. She’s losing twigs o birch frae her besom at a feersum rate which micht gar her … Continue reading Skelter.
First the neb: A dirl o a stang tae mha neb richt awa wi the snell smeeky reek o a choked lum aboon a pew ilk an auld dug oot o the oxter o a lang … Continue reading Smeek.
Them vicars are o the taum efter the scrimpit amoont whit landed oan the collection plate yesterday oan tap o the general puir kirk attendance. Then being gien the task tae keep them pair refugees frae … Continue reading Taum.
John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings … Continue reading Brent.
Hey Brandreth dig oot anither type o oor environmentally freendly bug-aff skoosh. This muckle hairy golach seems tae hae a taste for this yin. It’s no buggin aff. In fact ah think it’s startin tae like … Continue reading Golach.
Nou mah wee petal there’s nae need tae skreich on so. Here’s a lolly for ye ahn a’ll gi ye anither when we’re hame. Wi dinni want yer bonnie wee dulcet toned singin voice spoiled do … Continue reading Skreich.