A True Scot
A young Scottish lad and lass were sitting
on a low stone wall, holding hands, gazing
out over the loch. For several minutes
they sat silently.
Then finally the girl looked at the boy and
said, "A penny for your thoughts, Angus."
"Well, uh, I was thinkin'... perhaps it's aboot
time for a wee kiss."
The girl blushed, then leaned over and
kissed him lightly on the cheek.
Then he blushed. The two turned once
again to gaze out over the loch.
Minutes passed and the girl spoke again.
"Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."
"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's noo
time aboot time for a wee cuddle."
The girl blushed, then leaned over and
cuddled him for a few seconds.
Then he blushed. And the two turned
once again to gaze out over the loch.
After a while, she again said, "Another
penny for your thoughts, Angus."
"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps it's aboot
time you let me put my hand on your leg."
The girl blushed, then took his hand and
put it on her knee. Then he blushed.
Then the two turned once again to gaze out over
the loch before the girl spoke again.
"Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."
The young man glanced down with a furled
brow. "Well, noo," he said, "my thoughts
are a wee bit more serious this time.'
"Really?" said the lass in a whisper, filled
with anticipation.
"Aye," said the lad, nodding.
The girl looked away in shyness, began
to blush, and bit her lip in anticipation
of the ultimate request.
Then he said, "Dae ye nae think it's aboot
time ye paid me the first three pennies?"
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