Scottish Joke 0007
Wee Hughie was dying. Tenderly, his wife Maggie knelt by his bedside and asked:
'Anything I can get you, Hughie?'
No reply.
'Have you got a last wish, Hughie?'
Faintly, came the answer. . . 'a wee bit of of that boiled ham over yonder.'
'Wheesht, man,' said Maggie, 'you know fine that's for the your funeral.'
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