This is oldstokie's part of Awagshire
A county where anything goes and bums stroll the ethereal highways.
'THE AWAGETTES'
A REAL Sunday morning!
'Twas a Sunday morning in November,
As I very well remember,
I was strolling down the street in drunken pride,
But my knees were all aflutter,
So I landed in the gutter,
And a pig came up and lay down by my side.
Yes I lay there in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a lady passing by did softly say,
"Ye can tell a man that boozes
By the company he chooses" -
At that the pig got up and walked away.
Anonymous.
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Tangoman's idea of a funny joke!
Little Tim was in the garden
filling in a hole when his neighbour peered over the fence.
Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was up to, he politely asked,
"What are you up to there, Tim?"
"My goldfish died," replied Tim tearfully, without looking up,
"and I've just buried him."
The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish,
isn't it?"
Tim patted down the last heap of earth then replied, "That's because he's
inside your f*****g cat."
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