Does anybody read this thing. Hey there she be, she's the trouble. . . nai it be noting but a wee old lady on a flying broom stick . . . . . *spits out last sip of beer* . . . . a what! eek OY you see that, you see that. It be a witch right there before me eyes. *rubs eyes* Right there don't you see it don't you see it, . . . . . . *pauses and looks at bottle in is hand* I tink me'self be crazy . . . . I've been drinking out of an empty bottle i have, well I cant' go on drinking this anymore. . . . Well, Me best be off back to the pub for have me'self a'nother botlle o' scotch.
If you like this story thats good but if you dont understand it try reading it aloud with a scottish accent and think, if you had come across the same man what would you think of him?
s-such a weird story...