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At Firhill, the home of Partick Thistle(one of Glasgow's football teams) .. half time had arrived. Chic quickly spotted a wee wummin serving food. Politely he inquired as to what selection she had on offer, by way of refreshments. "We’ve only goot pies and Bovril," she growled. Slightly taken aback, Chic asked, "Well, perhaps you could then give me a pie and a cup of Bovril, and while you’re at it , a kind word wouldn’t go amiss." She gave him a look as she handed him the pie. "That’s yer pie - a shullin’, and that’s yer Bovril - suxpunce"

"And what about the kind word?" inquired Chic. "Don’t eat the pie," was her helpful suggestion.

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The One And Only Chic Murray

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It's a small world, but I wouldn't want to have to paint it.

I made a stupid mistake last week. Come to think of it, did you ever hear of someone making a clever mistake?

So I gave him a wave. Actually, it was more of a half wave, because I only half know him.

What use is happiness? It can't buy you money.

I met this cowboy with a brown paper hat, paper waistcoat and paper trousers. He was wanted for rustling.

If something's neither here nor there, where the hell is it?

My father was a simple man. My mother was a simple woman. You see the result standing in front of you, a simpleton.

I had a tragic childhood. My parents never understood me. They were Japanese.

I won't say I was slow developer, but our teacher was quite pleased to have someone her own age in the class to talk to.

If it weren't for marriage, husband and wives would have to fight with strangers.

After I told my wife that black underwear turned me on, she didn't wash my Y-fronts for a month.

Kippers- fish that like a lot of sleep.

The boat was so old; it must have been launched when Long John Silver had two legs and an egg on his shoulder.

It was a pretty posh place. They were so used to fur coats that two bears strolled in and ordered lunch and nobody even noticed.

I felt as out of place as a left-handed violinist in a crowded string section.

Get into yourself to get yourself out of your self. Then try to lose yourself.

I drew a gun. He drew a gun. I drew another gun. Soon we were surrounded by lovely drawings of guns.

We've got stained glass windows in our house. It's those damned pigeons.

You know what they say about stamp collecting. Philately will get you nowhere.

There's a new slimming course just out where they remove all your bones. Not only do you weigh less, but you also look so much more relaxed.

 

 


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