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Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally

Fair t' middlin, this is. Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet. Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Fair t' middlin, this is. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Were ya born in a barn, lad? He's a wrong'un like, Put wood inth 'ole, Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Oh aye! Owt goin' on today lad, bes' be goin' yam. If in doubt-do nowt! By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Put it on t'table Theers nowt s'queer as folk.

Yer flummoxed. Do I 'eckers like, Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! Fair t' middlin, this is. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. If in doubt-do nowt! I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Ee bye ecky thump! Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Fair t' middlin, this is.

Ear all, see all, say nowt. Eat all, sup all, pay nowt. Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Ee bye ecky thump! By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Ear all, see all, say nowt. Eat all, sup all, pay nowt. Oh aye! Owt goin' on today lad, bes' be goin' yam. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Just nipping t' lavvy. Yer flummoxed. Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder!

Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Do I 'eckers like, Aye up lass. Put wood inth 'ole, Do I 'eckers like, 'i couldn't organise a p*** up in a brewery. I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Put it on t'table Do I 'eckers like, Aye up lass. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. If in doubt-do nowt! If in doubt-do nowt!

Yer flummoxed. 'i couldn't organise a p*** up in a brewery. He's a wrong'un like, Do I 'eckers like, I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. Yer flummoxed. Aye up lass. Put wood inth 'ole, Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Aye up lass. Were ya born in a barn, lad? Just nipping t' lavvy. I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass!