A Scotsman & His Lass

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> A young Scottish lad and lass were sitting on a low stone wall, holding
> hands, gazing out over the loch. For several minutes they sat silently,
> then finally the girl looked at the boy and said, "A penny for your
> thoughts, Angus."
>
> "Well, uh, I was thinkin'...perhaps it's aboot time for a wee kiss." The
> girl blushed, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Then
> he blushed. The two turned once again to gaze out over the loch. Minutes
> passed, then the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
> thoughts,Angus."
>
> "Well, uh I was thinkin'...perhaps its noo aboot time for a wee cuddle."
> The girl blushed, then leaned over and cuddled him for a few seconds.
> Then he blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch.
> After a while, she again said, "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."
>
> "Well, uh I was thinkin'...perhaps its aboot time you let me pewt ma hand
> on yer leg." The girl blushed, then took his hand and put it on her knee.
> Then he
> blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the loch before
> the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your thoughts, Angus."
>
> The young man glanced down with a furled brow. "Well, noo," he said, "My
> thoughts are a wee bit more serious this time." "Really?" said the girl in
> a whisper, filled with anticipation. "Aye," said the lad, nodding. The
> girl looked away in shyness, began to blush, and bit her lip in
> anticipation of the ultimate request. And he said, "Din'na ye think it's
> aboot time ye paid me the first three pennies?"