Two Scots, Erchie and Tyrone, were on a trip to London. Walking down the street, Erchie's attention was suddenly grabbed by a sign in a shop window. It read: "Suits £5. Shirts £2. Trousers £2.50." Erchie said to his mate: "Tyrone, see that, man! We could buy a load o' claes, an' when we get back hame, we could make a b***** fortune."
"Noo, ye've heard whit these London sharks are like. When we go into the shoap, you keep shtum, eh? Leave a' the talkin' tae me, 'cos if they hear wir accents they'll try and rip us aff."
"Sure thing, man," said Tyrone. "Ye'll no' hear a peep oot o' me."
They went in, and Erchie started off his patter: "Good morning, my man. I'll take 50 suits at £5 each, 100 shirts at £2 each, and 50 pairs of trousers at £2.50. I'll just bring the car to the door and..."
The shopkeeper interrupted him: "Well lads, first time in the big city, is it?"
"Well... aye it is," said a surprised Erchie. "How the hell did ye ken?"
The shopkeeper sighed. "This is a dry cleaners," he said.
Be encouraged!
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