The Irish think that they’ve got it all sewed up with St. Patrick’s Day. Here are some Robbie Burns Day, Scottish jokes. Not too many, mind. We’re very frugal with them, too.
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Callum decided to call his father-in-law the “Exorcist” because every time he came to visit he made the spirits disappear.
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“How’s the flat you’re living in, in London, Jock?” asks his mother when he calls home to Aberdeen.
“It’s okay,” he replies, “but the woman next door keeps screaming and crying all night and the guy on the other side keeps banging his head on the wall.”
“Never you mind,” says his mother, “don’t you let them get to you, just ignore them.”
“Aye, that I do,” he says, “I just keep playing my bagpipes.”
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Have you heard about the lecherous Scotsman who lured a girl up to his attic to see his etchings? …. He sold her four of them.
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Winters can be extremely cold in northern Scotland, so the owner of the estate felt he was doing a good deed when he bought earmuffs for his farm worker, Archie.
Noticing, however, that Archie wasn’t wearing the earmuffs even on the coldest day, the owner asked, ‘Didn’t you like the earmuffs I gave you?’ Archie replied, not wishing to upset his employer, ‘Och, they are a wondrous thing.’
‘Then why don’t you wear them then?’
Archie explained, ‘I was wearing them the first day, but somebody offered to buy me a drink and I did not hear him.’
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Jock walks into a bar one day and stammers, ‘Does anyone here own that South Doberman Pinschers outside?’
‘Yeah, I do,’ a tattooed biker says, standing up. ‘What about it?’
“Well, I think my little Scotty terrier just killed him.’
‘What are you talkin’ about?’ the biker says, disbelievingly. ‘How could your little runt kill my Doberman?’
‘Well,’ mumbled Jock, ‘it appears that he got stuck in your dog’s throat.’
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After last night’s game between England and Scotland, 10,000 beer cans were left in Trafalgar Square by Scottish football fans. Both of them have been arrested.
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How many Scotsmen does it take to change a light bulb?
Och! It’s no that dark!
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Alisdair Biggar, a Scotsman, applied to join the New York City police force.
The inspector glared at him and asked, ‘How would you disperse a large, unruly crowd?’
‘Well,’ replied Alisdair thoughtfully, ‘I’m no too sure how ye do it here in New York, but in Aberdeen we just pass the hat around, and they soon begin to shuffle off.’
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A Scots boy came home from school and told his mother he had been given a part in the school play.
“Wonderful,” says the mother. “What part is it?”
The boy says, “I play the part of the Scottish husband!”
The mother scowls and says, “Go back and tell your teacher you want a speaking part.
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Hamish McHarg, a Scottish minister, was making his rounds to parish homes to receive their tithes and offerings.
One of his parishioners gave, but had a distinctly stingy attitude when parting with his money without receiving something in return.
As he put the gift away, Hamish commented dryly, ‘Tha Good Book says tha Lord loves a cheerful giver, but the Church o’ Scotland canna be so choosy.’
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At an auction in Glasgow a wealthy American announced that he had lost his wallet containing £10,000 and would give a reward of £100 to the person who found it.
From the back of the hall a Scottish voice shouted, “I’ll give £150!”
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A Scotsman was out shopping on a busy Saturday and he had a set of bagpipes in the back of his car. It was so crowded he had to park three blocks from the store where he was going. As he got to the store, he suddenly realized he had not locked the back door of his sedan. He raced back to where he had parked. But it was too late. There were now two sets of bagpipes on the rear seat.
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