I was in the hospital waiting room the other day and suddenly, a woman seated next to me cried out…” A man’s a man for a’ that and a’ that!”
I had no idea what she was talking about and then, a man seated nearby called out…”Wee sleekit, timorous, cowerin’ beastie. Oh whut a panic’s in thy breastie!”
Alarmed, I grabbed a passing nurse and asked…”Is this the psycho ward?”
She shook her head. “No…this is the Burns unit.”