Scottish Humour from Mr Punch Magazine 0006
Scottish Humour from Punch Magazine
Tam (very dry, at door of country inn, Sunday morning). "Aye man, ye micht gie me a bit gill oot a bottle!"
Landlord (from within). "Weel, ye ken, Tammas, I daurna sell onything the day. And forbye ye got half-mutchkin awa' wi' ye last nicht (after hoors tae); it canna be a' dunne yet!"
Tam. "Dune! Losh man, d'ye think I could sleep an' whusky i' the hoose?!