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Yorkshire Ipsum

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Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does

Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Were ya born in a barn, lad? Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Put wood inth 'ole, Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye!

Fair t' middlin, this is. Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. He's a wrong'un like, Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! How do? Eeh by gum, 'am as 'appy as a pig in muck, like. Aye up lass. Were ya born in a barn, lad? I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. If in doubt-do nowt!

Tha meks a better door than a winder. Tha meks a better door than a winder. 'am as 'appy as a pig in muck, like. Fair t' middlin, this is. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! You're in luck m'boy! Put it on t'table Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! I'll do it missen Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. Do I 'eckers like, Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet. Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Fair t' middlin, this is. Put wood inth 'ole, Aye up lass.

Oh aye! Owt goin' on today lad, bes' be goin' yam. Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Do I 'eckers like, Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! I'll do it missen Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. If in doubt-do nowt! By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Were ya born in a barn, lad? Aye up lass. Do I 'eckers like, 'am as 'appy as a pig in muck, like. Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Aye up lass. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Yer flummoxed.

Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! You're in luck m'boy! How do? Eeh by gum, Aye up lass. 'i couldn't organise a p*** up in a brewery. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Were ya born in a barn, lad? I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Yer flummoxed. Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Fair t' middlin, this is. I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Were ya born in a barn, lad?