I've never understood people who wear wigs. In Glasgow
they say 'Why pay good money for a wig when you can get the same effect
by putting glue on your head and sticking it in a barber's midden?
When I'm on the road, I always have to have a good
pen - if you've just got a Bic, they think you're on the skids.
American sex shops are the most bizarre. They sell
these inflatable dolls, but they also sell just the head - supposedly for
people to drive along the freeway with.
People think there's only one way of wanking, but
I've discovered a great new way. You lie on your arm until it's gone dead.
Then you do it. And it feels like somebody else.
The great thing about being a showbiz personality
is that you don't fart any more. You get a fartectomy in Harley Street.
When I got mine done, Princess Anne was in the queue behind me. I don't
think her's worked - she still looks like a horse just shit in her handbag.
What always staggers me is that when people blow
their noses, they always look into their hankies to see what came out.
What do they expect to find? A silver sixpence?
Language is fascinating. The real names for things
can be so awful in English. Like 'penis' and 'scrotum'. Yuch. No wonder
they had to invent different words for them, like willies, bums, and tits.
One thing they do in Hollywood is put cocaine on
their willy to help them keep it up. So now I always have a salt cellar
of cocaine on the bedside table.
Scottish-Americans tell you that if you want to
identify tartans, it's easy - you look under the kilt, and if it's a quarter-pounder,
you know it's a McDonald's.
My definition of an intellectual is someone who
can listen to the William Tell Overture without thinking of the Lone Ranger.
Ian Paisley's wife went to the dentist the other
week. The dentist asked her 'Well, how's the mouth?' 'Still in bed'
There are two seasons in Scotland. June and Winter.
If Jesus was a Jew, how come he has a Mexican first
name?
Do you remember that politician who died with the
fishnet tights and all that? Aw, his poor family. I wonder how they dressed
him in the coffin?
Some people say 'I like women to talk dirty during
sex' I like them to shut the fuck up, I'm trying to last a decent time.
Some people have a mirror above the bed to watch
themselves doing it. But I'm such an ugly bastard, I don't want to see
a big white arse moving up and down.
Isn't the scrotum an ugly bugger of a thing? It's
like a hairy brain, an ugly brute of a thing. I'm sure that's why it's
tucked away in the corner.
Poor Michael Jackson and these sex allegations.
As if it's not bad enough him being a Jehova's Witness, they're accusing
him of behaving like a catholic priest!
The weary willies say 'Thou shalt not!' We're a
race of men who wear skirts and no knickers! We fucking shall, we've done
it before.
I've always wanted to go to Switzerland to see what
the army does with those wee red knives.
I always look skint. When I buy a Big Issue, people
take it out of my hand and give me a pound.
My parents used to take me to Lewis' department
store in Glasgow. They were skinflints, they used to take me to the pet
department and tell me it was the zoo.
I can't use escalators. The bannisters are always
moving faster than the stairs.
It was so cold that when I woke up in the morning
I found a wee ice cube in my bed. I threw it in the fire and it went :
FART!
It's so cold there that when you go for a piss,
you have to snap it off when you're done.
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