Scottish Word: Tosh.
Yir wrang! if ye kin hear me oer the din. A two stroke ingine jined tae a generator tae chairge yer batteries tae drive yer electric motors isni the tosh environmental reddit ye think it is … Continue reading Tosh.
Yir wrang! if ye kin hear me oer the din. A two stroke ingine jined tae a generator tae chairge yer batteries tae drive yer electric motors isni the tosh environmental reddit ye think it is … Continue reading Tosh.
Listen ya daft dug, winter’s gone. I’m no gonna kick ye along oniemair and I’m telt silence is wisdom – better than onie speech. Hoo-ever. Everything has its saisons, an we hae tae tak tent o … Continue reading Saison.
…Noo are ye sure ah’ll still be able to gab tae ye through this preserving fluid? Ah’ll be wantin tae tell ye when the fluid sterts tae get oer green fur mha liking ahn a want … Continue reading Gab.
Noo loun, fur I see that ye are a loun. Ah’d prefer if ye had troosers on afore ye sit doon. Kin ye just squat like, but no touch, fur the time being so’s ah can … Continue reading Loun.
Sic a wealthy gowk as yersel I widni let pass while ye heedlessly siller-blind remain. Nor blythely wid I greet the faithless man wha siller-dodges aw the while. So I tak this pike o snaw white-siller, … Continue reading Gowk.
Yin o yer feersum ingines is blawin sparks ahn leavin a trail like it’s a firework. Ahn ma wee green pal hingin oan here, who happens tae be an ingineer, is tellin me what’s likely if … Continue reading Ingine.
Ahm affy sorry wee man ah huv tae use this dreided wee man killer skoosh oan ye. Ahm assured that ‘they’ will nivir use it oan me, nor dis it hae onie effect on massel oniewye … Continue reading Dreid.
The tounser moose aa’n the teuchter moose. “For the umpteenth time, there’s nae drains awa oot here. So tak yir chantie leavin’s tae the midden aback o the byre whaur ah’m aboot tae empty this pail … Continue reading Tounser.
“The minute ye let go o yer wee rubber deuk yer classed as aboot tae droon. Then the arbiters o the race, there an then, haul ye oot o the water an that’s the end o … Continue reading Deuk.
“Jings yer pulse is fairly fleein, but ah’m no a real nurse ye ken. I wiz jist bikin bye on the way tae a fancy dress foy when ye suddenly stammled intae the leerie stoup – … Continue reading Stammle.