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Yorkshire Ipsum

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Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass

I allus wash behind mi lugholes. I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Put it on t'table Yer flummoxed. I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Tha meks a better door than a winder. I'll do it missen Put it on t'table Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! 'am as 'appy as a pig in muck, like. If in doubt-do nowt! Ee bye ecky thump! Were ya born in a barn, lad? You're in luck m'boy!

Just nipping t' lavvy. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Were ya born in a barn, lad? How do? Eeh by gum, Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! You're in luck m'boy! Put it on t'table Tha meks a better door than a winder. I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Am proper knackered, aye I am that is I say. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Were ya born in a barn, lad? Put it on t'table Just nipping t' lavvy. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet. Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Aye up lass. Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. Put it on t'table Ee bye ecky thump! Do I 'eckers like, Put it on t'table Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth.

Am proper knackered, aye I am that is I say. Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Just nipping t' lavvy. Yer flummoxed. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Ear all, see all, say nowt. Eat all, sup all, pay nowt. If in doubt-do nowt! Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. How do? Eeh by gum, I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Put it on t'table Ear all, see all, say nowt. Eat all, sup all, pay nowt. Yer flummoxed. He's a wrong'un like.

How do? Eeh by gum, I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I'll do it missen Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Were ya born in a barn, lad?

By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Tha meks a better door than a winder. Ee bye ecky thump! Aye up lass. Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet. I allus wash behind mi lugholes.




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