Episode 68
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum ...
Jazzer: Hey, Prof, Ah’ve hud an idea.
Jim: Doesn’t sound like you, Jazzer, what on Earth happened ?
Jazzer: Ah’ve noo realised that Ah’ve goat tae think ootside the box tae get whit Ah want.
Jim: I’m not really sure I understand much of that statement but go ahead.
Jazzer: Ah heard there wis a bit o’ a pairty at Grey Gables the other nicht so Ah thought oor guid sels could gie it a go.
Jim: What, me go to Grey Gables ? Why on earth would I patronise that den of the nouveau riche ? They have no awareness of the richness of classical history.
Jazzer: Ah dinnae think ye need tae pass an exam tae get in, Ah wis just thinkin o’ a drink or two.
Jim: Can’t you invite someone else ? It really isn’t my scene at all.
Jazzer: Yoor the only wan Ah ken wi a suit, apart frae Alistair, an he’s no here. He’s aff tae hae a word wi Jakob aboot somethin. He didnae look too pleased.
Jim: Oh, all right then. Let’s go for one drink. But we’re coming home if I’m not enjoying myself.
Jazzer: Yur ma best pal, so ye are. An ye can tell me mair aboot yon Socrates, a rare heidbanger if ye ask me.
(later that evening at Grey Gables)
Jim: I have to say that the standard of cocktail snacks is much better here than at The Bull and it was kind of Oliver to welcome us with a drink on the house. Unfortunately I’ve lost count of how many we’ve had since then but I am enjoying the experience.
Jazzer: Wait til ye see the bill, that’ll sober ye up. Aw naw, here’s Oliver comin and he’s no looking happy.
Jim: For heaven’s sake, Jazzer, what have you done now ?
Jazzer: Naethin ! Ah just asked yon cocktail waitress if she fancied some houghmagandie efter closin time. Ah’m no sure she got ma drift.
Jim: Well she must have found a dictionary because here comes your defenestration.
Jazzer: Whit are ye oan aboot ?
Jim: Yer bum’s oot the windae !
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
((Ed. The Prof’s getting the hang of the lingo.)
Jazzer: Hey, Prof, Ah’ve hud an idea.
Jim: Doesn’t sound like you, Jazzer, what on Earth happened ?
Jazzer: Ah’ve noo realised that Ah’ve goat tae think ootside the box tae get whit Ah want.
Jim: I’m not really sure I understand much of that statement but go ahead.
Jazzer: Ah heard there wis a bit o’ a pairty at Grey Gables the other nicht so Ah thought oor guid sels could gie it a go.
Jim: What, me go to Grey Gables ? Why on earth would I patronise that den of the nouveau riche ? They have no awareness of the richness of classical history.
Jazzer: Ah dinnae think ye need tae pass an exam tae get in, Ah wis just thinkin o’ a drink or two.
Jim: Can’t you invite someone else ? It really isn’t my scene at all.
Jazzer: Yoor the only wan Ah ken wi a suit, apart frae Alistair, an he’s no here. He’s aff tae hae a word wi Jakob aboot somethin. He didnae look too pleased.
Jim: Oh, all right then. Let’s go for one drink. But we’re coming home if I’m not enjoying myself.
Jazzer: Yur ma best pal, so ye are. An ye can tell me mair aboot yon Socrates, a rare heidbanger if ye ask me.
(later that evening at Grey Gables)
Jim: I have to say that the standard of cocktail snacks is much better here than at The Bull and it was kind of Oliver to welcome us with a drink on the house. Unfortunately I’ve lost count of how many we’ve had since then but I am enjoying the experience.
Jazzer: Wait til ye see the bill, that’ll sober ye up. Aw naw, here’s Oliver comin and he’s no looking happy.
Jim: For heaven’s sake, Jazzer, what have you done now ?
Jazzer: Naethin ! Ah just asked yon cocktail waitress if she fancied some houghmagandie efter closin time. Ah’m no sure she got ma drift.
Jim: Well she must have found a dictionary because here comes your defenestration.
Jazzer: Whit are ye oan aboot ?
Jim: Yer bum’s oot the windae !
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
((Ed. The Prof’s getting the hang of the lingo.)
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