A Glasgow woman goes to the dentist and settles down in the chair. 'Comfy?' asks the dentist. 'Govan,' she replies.
What did the Siamese twins from Glasgow call their autobiography? Oor Wullie.
A guy walks into an antiques shop and says: 'How much for the set of antlers?' 'Two hundred quid,' says the bloke behind the counter. 'That's affa deer,' says the guy.
Did you hear about the fella who liked eating bricks and cement? He's awa' noo.
After announcing he's getting married, a boy tells his pal he'll be wearing the kilt. 'And what's the tartan?' asks his mate. 'Oh, she'll be wearing a white dress,' he replies.
What do you call a pigeon that goes to Aviemore for its holidays? A skean dhu.
How many Spanish guys does it take to change a lightbulb? Just Juan.
A man takes a pair of shoes back to the shop and complains that there is a lace missing. 'No,' argues the assistant, 'look at the label - it says Taiwan .'
What's the difference between The Rolling Stones and an Aberdeen sheep farmer? The Rolling Stones say: 'Hey you, get off of my cloud.' And an Aberdeen sheep farmer says: 'Hey McLeod, get off of ma ewe.'
What do you call an illegitimate Scottish insect? A wee fly b*****d.
What about the Scotsman who lost his testicles in a motorcycle accident? The surgeon re-attached them with Bostik.
While being interviewed for a job as a bus driver, a guy is asked: 'What would you do if you had a rowdy passenger?' 'I'd put him off at the next stop,' he says. 'Good. And what would you do if you couldn't get the fare?' 'I'd take the first two weeks in August,' he replies.
Two negatives make a positive but only in Scotland do two positives make a negative - 'Aye right.'
A Glasgow man - steaming and skint - is walking down Argyle Street when he spots a guy tinkering with the engine of his car. 'What's up, Jimmy?' he asks. 'Piston broke,' he replies. 'Aye, same as masel...'
Aw, come on, it's Sunday night and I've ran out of brandy...
4 comments:
HAHAHA, very good! I didn't get the bus and fare one though..
It's a Weegie joke - the annual summer fortnight in Glasgow is called the Glasgow Fair.
See what I did there?
Very guid. I so rarely hear good Scottish jokes. I have to call the relatives and listen. My kids always like to talk to their uncle Duncan, who can be relied on to listen to their lame jokes and to tell them some guid ones.
One of the most jarring things about moving to America after 25 closeted years in Haggisland was how my humour universe completely shut down. Try sarcasm or racism on Yanks. Does not compute. No can do.
*stares blankly*
Move on to the weather. At least in Australia, many people get the gist of the jokes.
Did you hear aboot the lonely prisoner? He was in his cell...
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