From: JaxInCalifornia@aol.com
Date: Wed Apr 10 2002 - 23:37:31 PDT
A true Scotsman
A young Scottish lad and lass were sitting on a low stone wall, holding
hands, gazing out over the loch. For several minutes they sat silently.
Finally the girl looked at the boy and said, "A penny for your thoughts,
Angus." "Well, uh, I was thinkin'...perhaps it's aboot time for a wee
kiss." The girl blushed, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on the
cheek. Then he blushed. The two turned once again to gaze over the loch.
Minutes passed, then the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
thoughts, Angus." "Well, uh I was thinkin'...perhaps its noo aboot time
for a wee cuddle. "The girl blushed, then leaned over and cuddled him
for a few seconds. He blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze
over the loch.
After a while, she again said, "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."
"Well, uh I was thinkin'...perhaps its aboot time you let me pewt ma
hand on yer leg." The girl blushed, then took his hand and put it on her
knee. He blushed.
Then the two turned once again to gaze over the loch before the girl
spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus." The young man
glanced down with a furled brow. "Well, noo," he said, "My thoughts are
a wee bit more serious this time."
"Really?" said the girl in a whisper, filled with anticipation. "Aye,"
said the lad, nodding. The girl looked away in shyness, began to blush,
and bit her lip in anticipation of the ultimate request.
And he said,
"Din'na ye think it's aboot time ye paid me the first three pennies?"
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