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Originally Posted by JMintzer
Years ago, while on. a cruise, we met a lovely older couple (on one of our tours) from England. They invited us to join them for drinks before dinner.
I arrived w/o my wife (running late, as usual), to find him and another gentleman sitting at a table in the bar (their wives were also running late...)
The third gentleman was from Scotland.
Every single time he said something, I said, "Excuse me?, and I looked to the gentleman from England to translate. I literally couldn't understand a word he said!
By the time my wife showed up, we were roaring with laughter at the insanity of our being separated by a common language, and my wife commented that she could hear us all the way down the hall...
When she asked what we were laughing about, I simply asked the Scotsman to say something. She said, "Excuse me?" Which sent us into another fit of laughter...
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When I first met my husband he had only lived in this country a few months, he moved from Scotland.🏴. I got tired of saying “excuse me” so I just said “yes” to everything he said, that is why I am married to him and have three children.