THE 4.20 MEETINGS!
Broon and Tucker are sitting in their living room after a long day at work. These will either be the ramblings of madmen or the Musings of geniuses, but if nothing else these are fairly typical coversations in Scotland.
Tucker "Here baw hied, pass the skins will yi?
Broon "Aye ok, tucker calm yersel, am almost done!...[tucker pauses and then spits under his breath] "yi wi Fanny..!"
Tucker "Wit wis that?"
Broon "Nothin here pal, here's yer skins" [Cigarette papers fly, dart like, towards Tucker's face]
Tucker "Aya yi wi bastard, ta, so what did you think then, lad?
Broon "Think ay wit?"
Tucker "The fit baw, daffty hied!"
Broon "Ah telt yi, no ta talk aboot the footie, ah fuckin telt yi av no watched it yet"
Tucker [Tucker puts his finished j in his mouth, takes a long pull, holds and exhales the words] "Relax big yin, al keep schtoom"
Broon "Aye, cheers pal"
And there we have it folks, another successful 4.20 meeting, we laughed, we cried and no one died!
And here is the translated version...
Tucker "Hey testical head, pass the papers will you?"
Broon "Yes ok tucker, calm down, I'm almost finished" [Broon pauses and says under his breath] "You little vagina"
Tucker "What did you say?"
Broon "Nothing, now here's you're papers" [Broon throws the papers at tuckers face]
Tucker "awch, you little bastard! Anyway, what did you think friend?
Broon "Think of what?"
Tucker "The football silly head!"
Broon "I told you not to talk about the football, I told you I've not watched it yet!"
Tucker [Tucker puts his finished joint into his mouth, takes a long pull, holds and exhales the words] "Relax big guy, I'll keep quiet"
Broon "Thanks pal"
And in the end when your stoned the result is always the same, a peaceful, non-violent response to everything...