joromomi wrote:the Hare Krishna crowd doing there usual wee chant , i knew ah'd be safe wi them, they never gote picked up for being disorderly , so i sneaked inside
their wee huddle an they hud a guid laugh at ma predicament, thay threw wan o their sari's roon me an telt me tae chant, an a chanted HARRY!...HARRY!... an they haunded me a drum an a sterted playin wi aw ma might. When we neared the first bus stoap a bid them farewell an......
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..thanked thum for the sari..but to my dismay they wanted it back..if I wisnae gonny join thum then nae sari! Whit tae dae, whit tae dae? Jist as a wiz resignin masel tae a life o beggin in the airports, an A1 Bus pulled up... bein driven by none other than my long lost pal....
Be kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.
who I thought wis still in Barlinnie, well jings, crivvens, help ma boab, ah wis that excited tae see him, ah jumped oan the bus
Ah didnae huv a tosser tae ma name, but ma auld pal would....
joromomi wrote:who I thought wis still in Barlinnie, well jings, crivvens, help ma boab, ah wis that excited tae see him, ah jumped oan the bus
Ah didnae huv a tosser tae ma name, but ma auld pal would....
help me with to get back to my clydesdales and my clothes,
and then will...
To continue:
I'll chat up the conductress on this A1 bus ... she's from up the Hayocks and always fancied me. Wonder if this is her last run. I'll ask her... Hello hen how's it goin'? .....