Yorkshire Ipsum
Just nipping t' lavvy
Ee bye ecky thump! Were ya born in a barn, lad? Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I've got nowt to do today, I need summat to do. Oh aye! Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. Aye up lass. Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Do I 'eckers like, Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. Ee bye ecky thump! Do I 'eckers like, Yer flummoxed. He's a wrong'un like, Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Were ya born in a barn, lad? Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Ee bye ecky thump! Just nipping t' lavvy. Aye up lass. Am proper knackered, aye I am that is I say. Yer flummoxed. I'll do it missen Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Put wood inth 'ole.
Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! How do? Eeh by gum, I'll do it missen.
Ee, stop yer faffing about, lass! Aye, 'is as daft as a brush, lad! By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Tha meks a better door than a winder. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Put wood inth 'ole, Now then, do as thy says, not as thy does. I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Tha meks a better door than a winder. Aye up, she's a reight bobby dazzler. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! Tha's getten tha'self in a pickle there lass. Ee bye ecky thump! Do I 'eckers like, Tha meks a better door than a winder. Ear all, see all, say nowt. Eat all, sup all, pay nowt. Tha's better bi careful, lass - yer on a Scarborough warning! Aye up lass. Just nipping t' lavvy. Were ya born in a barn, lad? Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Put wood inth 'ole, He's a wrong'un like.
Do I 'eckers like, He's a wrong'un like, Ee bye ecky thump! I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Just nipping t' lavvy. Now then, as it 'appens it's o'er yonder! I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet.
I'll do it missen I'll do it missen You're in luck m'boy! Do I 'eckers like, I allus wash behind mi lugholes. Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Tha meks a better door than a winder. How do? Eeh by gum, You're in luck m'boy! He's a wrong'un like, He's a wrong'un like, Yer flummoxed. Fair t' middlin, this is. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Are'y reet? Dafteth Apeth. Aye up lass. Yer flummoxed. I'm off down't road, I'm flaggin'. Off f'r a sup down t'pub, to'neet. Yer couldn't organise a set of fat bobbies. Wash tha' mouth out, tha's goin' doolally. By eckers, well, I'll go to't foot of't stairs! Theers nowt s'queer as folk. Yer flummoxed.