Who Says the Scots are Tight GC
A Scottish Soldier, in full dress uniform, marches into a pharmacy.
Very carefully he opens his sporran and pulls out a neatly folded
cotton bandana, unfolds it to reveal a smaller silk square handkerchief, which
he also unfolds - to reveal a condom.
The condom has a number of patches on it.
The chemist holds it up and eyes it critically.
"Hoo much to repair it?' The Scot asks the chemist.
"Five pence" says the chemist.
"Hoo much for a new one?"
"Ten pence" says the chemist.
The Scot painstakingly folds the condom into the silk square
handkerchief and the cotton bandana, replaces it carefully in his
sporran, and marches out of the door, shoulders back and kilt swinging.
A moment or two later the chemist hears a great shout outside, followed
by an even greater shout.
The Scottish soldier marches back into the pharmacy and addresses the
proprietor, this time with a grin on his face.
"The Regiment has taken a vote," he says.
We'll have a new one."