A young Scottish lad and lassie were sitting on a low stonewall,
holding hands, and just 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. Then he
blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the
loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps its aboot time for a wee
cuddle."

The girl blushed, then leaned over and cuddled him. Then he
blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out over the
loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
thoughts, Angus."

"Well, uh, I was thinkin' perhaps its aboot ime you let me
poot me hand on your leg."

The girl blushed, then took his hand and put it on her leg.
Then he blushed. Then the two turned once again to gaze out
over the loch.

After a while the girl spoke again. "Another penny for your
thoughts, Angus."

The young man knit his brow. "Well, now," he said, "my thoughts are a bit more serious this time."
"Really?" said the girl in a whisper, filled with anticipation.

"Aye," said the lad.

The girl looked away in shyness, began to blush and bit her
lip in anticipation of the ultimate request.

Angus blurted out, "Din'na ye think it's aboot time ye paid me the first three pennies?"
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Brilliant and so true