Last Updated on: 8th November 2022, 09:51 pm

A Scottish old timer is in Scotland, in a bar, talking to a young man. The old man says:

“Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that fence? Look how well it’s built. I built that fence stone by stone with me own two hands. I piled it for months. But do they call me McGreggor- the-Fence-Builder? Nooo..”

Then the old man gestured at the bar. “Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and just it is? I planed that surface down by me own achin’ back. I carved that wood with me own hard labor, for eight days. But do they call me McGreggor-the- Bar-builder? Nooo…”

Then the old man points out the window. “Hey, Laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I nailed it board by board. But do they call me McGreggor-the- Pier-Builder? Nooo…”

Then the old man looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is paying attention. He leans closer to the young man and says, “But ya fuck one goat…….”

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