At 05:42 PM 2/15/97 -0700, you wrote:
>Marc James Small wrote:
>> snip<
>
>I have to apologize beforhand - but - continuing in this vein, here's a
>joke that follows this thread. Will offend sheep & some Scots....
>
>A Scottish old timer in Scotland, in a bar, talking to a young man.
>
> Old Man:
>
> "Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that fence? Look how
> well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with me
> own two hands. Piled it for months. But do they call me
> McGregor-the-Fence-Builder? Nooo.."
>
> Then the old man gestured at the bar.
>
> "Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and just it is? I
>planed that
> surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me
>own hard
> labour, for eight days. But do they call me
>McGregor-the-Bar-builder?
> Nooo..."
>
> Then the old man points out the window.
>
> "Eh, Laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches
>out as far
> as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I
> nailed it board by board. But do they call me
>McGregor-the-Pier-Builder?
> Nooo...
> "
>
> Then the old man looks around nervously, trying to make sure no
>one is paying attention.
>
>
>
>
> "But ya fuck one goat . . . "
>
>
>
>> And ye're all a boonch o' bluidy Sassanachs, the lot of ye! It's Scots
>> Gaelic -- not the degenerate twaddle of Ireland -- and it means "never did a
>> man die without someone being grateful". Of course, the Highlanders are
>> specialists in this and give quantity discount for slaughter, robbery,
>> rapine, and sheep debaucheries. (Q: Why do Highlanders wear kilts? A:
>> Zippers scare the sheep.)
>>
>> Marc
>>
>> msmall@roanoke.infi.net FAX: +540/343-7315
>> Cha robh bas fir gun ghras fir!
>
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