briggie
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Angus Broon of Glasgow comes to the little lady of the house
exclaiming "Maggie, cud ya be sewin on a wee button that's
come off of me fly I canny button me pants. "
"Oh Angus...I've got me hands in the dishpan, go up the stairs
and see if Mrs. MacDonald could be helpin ya with it"
About 5 minutes later there's a terrible crash, a bang, a bit
of yelling and the sound of a body falling doon the stairs.
Walking back in the door with a blackened eye and a bloody nose
comes Angus. The little lady looks at him and says "My god,
what happened to ya? Did you ask her like I told you?"
"Aye" says Angus. "I asked her to sew on the wee button an she
did, everything was goin' fine but when she bent doon to bite
off the wee thread...Mr. MacDonald walked in...
exclaiming "Maggie, cud ya be sewin on a wee button that's
come off of me fly I canny button me pants. "
"Oh Angus...I've got me hands in the dishpan, go up the stairs
and see if Mrs. MacDonald could be helpin ya with it"
About 5 minutes later there's a terrible crash, a bang, a bit
of yelling and the sound of a body falling doon the stairs.
Walking back in the door with a blackened eye and a bloody nose
comes Angus. The little lady looks at him and says "My god,
what happened to ya? Did you ask her like I told you?"
"Aye" says Angus. "I asked her to sew on the wee button an she
did, everything was goin' fine but when she bent doon to bite
off the wee thread...Mr. MacDonald walked in...
