Reminds me of the Billy Connolly joke about a wee Glasgow lad in the pub.
His mate comes in and they start talking, and the mate asks "hows the wife?"
The reply is " She's deid!"
"What do you mean she's deid?"
"She's deid, I killed her"
"Dinnae talk rubbish, ye huvnae killed yer wife!!"
"I have, come home with me and I'll show you where I burried her!"
"Away, yer talking rubbish, come on and show me then!"
so they go back to the lads tennement (a flat to those that don't know) and the lad takes the mate through the close and down the back yard to the outside toilet where he points down and says.
"there she is!"
the mate looks down and sees a bum sticking out the earth, so says...
"you really did it!! I cannae believe it!! But why did you bury her with her bum sticking out the ground??"
To which the reply was.....................................
"I needed somewhere to park my bike" :dance: :lol:
