| Central - SEC |
he shop, screamin, "Yur still | gon | tae skil the morn!" then thre |
| Central - SEC |
who know where thur | gon | |
| Central - SEC |
r like windeez an yur brain's | gon | naywhere |
| Central - SEC |
rth-year laddie, the doctor's | gon | , square on the neb. The only |
| Central - SEC |
ick their nixt victim who was | gon | hame in a body bag. Awbdy hud |
| Central - GLA |
in’ aboot the nite. She’s | gon | oot,’ he says, flickin’ h |
| Central - SEC |
the queue but it really wizny | gon | well fur um, he looked like a |
| Doric - MNA | Sandra for the Doric phrase | gon | n gar im geese at which tra |
| Central - GLA |
you this three times… am… | gon | …back…tae…bed.’ |