
Scottish Word: Madderam.
What possibill madderam could possibily wipe the grin aff your coupon!? The likelihood that ye’ll no be so busy in a few decades is it? Aw doon tae the chancy o Climate Change leavin only a … Continue reading Madderam.

What possibill madderam could possibily wipe the grin aff your coupon!? The likelihood that ye’ll no be so busy in a few decades is it? Aw doon tae the chancy o Climate Change leavin only a … Continue reading Madderam.

Sorry pal ah dinni want tae be fykerie. But yer no actually fleein – yir in free fa. Ahn you are fa’n fast cos ahm having tae flee doonwards like buggery tae keep up. Dinni worry … Continue reading Faw.

I’m ‘feuach’ o mha fit tae hunker-bane, deef – gless-ee’d an stumpy. But wi my cairtie douchty n virr – nithin daunted – hardy, we maun-dae. Nae ben, heich, heuch or brae will stap or stint … Continue reading Hunker-bane.

Ahm strapped in here determined tae get some mense dinged intae me this New Year. Tae mak me prepared tae resist aw through 2018 them that falsely claim they are oor elders ahn betters. It’s noo … Continue reading Ding.

Ya fat geenyoch bear that ye are. You think yiv slaved the bees tae keep ye in hinnie forivver. But yer doitert ahn bein tricked. They’re murtherin you ya muckle fat fozie by feeding ye a … Continue reading Foziness.

He’s the minister ca’d Poe frae the Parish o Ee, wha loves the winter ahn liked tae skate free, so pou the haun’l ahn let the chiel flee. Either tae birk he’ll crash or near tae … Continue reading Birk (1).

Going by the contermacious invious expression on its dovie pan I think it got it intae it’s skull that it wants yer woolly hat wi the sonsie toorie for itsell. Its nae chance though, dafty that … Continue reading Toorie.

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.

So we haik aboot here looking like a big gowden sakeless jessie in the hope the alien craiters o this wattery warld’ll turn up? In the vain hope we dinni fleg yin when it does turn … Continue reading Haik.

Yoor no helpin. Stop pickin yer nose wi yer tentacle. We’re supposed tae perswad yon tarry breeked jocks that we’re here tae save them frae bein blootered by yon muckle bummelin waw. No tae mak them … Continue reading Bummel.