Ah can’t fer the life o’ me figure it up.
Ah know’s am from Yorkshire Born n Bread, strong in’t arm an thick in ‘t ‘ead like, but how foowks, can sit on’t backsides watching that , Jeremy Vile bloke, I dern’t no, daft apaths.
All of ‘em on’t show are as queer as thee an’ me, and sometimes, Ah’m not so sure a’baht thee.
Thah’s fowk, thah dern’t know who thah’ Dah is, fowk, that think there brothers are their mothers, mothers who’s daughters are there sisters, their bainrs need a bloody test to find out who they belong’s to. Gawless gawp ‘eds, lorra of’em.
Bald as a blether o’ lard , some of ‘em, thin as lat’s sit on’t backsides all day doin’ nowt, bone idol lazy apaths!!
Time thi’ all sorted thissens out, gorra off thi’ backsides, stop the mitherin, ’and find thisenns, a bloody job.
Ah know’s am from Yorkshire Born n Bread, strong in’t arm an thick in ‘t ‘ead like, but how foowks, can sit on’t backsides watching that , Jeremy Vile bloke, I dern’t no, daft apaths.
All of ‘em on’t show are as queer as thee an’ me, and sometimes, Ah’m not so sure a’baht thee.
Thah’s fowk, thah dern’t know who thah’ Dah is, fowk, that think there brothers are their mothers, mothers who’s daughters are there sisters, their bainrs need a bloody test to find out who they belong’s to. Gawless gawp ‘eds, lorra of’em.
Bald as a blether o’ lard , some of ‘em, thin as lat’s sit on’t backsides all day doin’ nowt, bone idol lazy apaths!!
Time thi’ all sorted thissens out, gorra off thi’ backsides, stop the mitherin, ’and find thisenns, a bloody job.
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