| Doric - DOR | @CathersMcG That'll be twa | flings | in 18 months then ???? |
| Doric - MNA |
f his nose an it runs awa. He | flings | on his bag and looks doon to |
| Central - GLA |
in long efter it’s deid. He | flings | it oan the table where it fla |
| Central - SEC |
sel buskit aa black, syne she | flings | her mantle ower her shouthers |
| Central - GLA |
fuckin live-wire an aw.’ he | flings | the gram at us an it hits ma |
| Doric - DOR |
Mannie buys ring, wifie | flings | it awa |
| Central - EDN |
elve o’cloack?’’ Dougie | flings | back in a hushed tone. |
| Central - GLA |
andin oan tap ay me, when Joe | flings | it roon a coarner. ‘Get aff |
| Central - EDN |
n accustomt tae whitever Fate | flings | at me.” |
| Orkney - ORK |
Noir – while the soondtrack | flings | oot Scots/Scandinavian crosso |
| Central - LAL |
acks an the snash at the fowk | flings | til ither is a fair divert wh |
| Central - GLA |
Wan ay them | flings | ma trainie at me. It’s aw c |
| Doric - DOR |
ob lifts his pint o bitter an | flings | it full in Wollaston's face. |
| Central - LAL |
The pipes an | flings | mak'd joyous dance, |
| Central - GLA |
sais tae big meatbaw heid who | flings | the wad ay twenties in his ha |
| Central - SEC |
The back door | flings | open. Licht chops a bricht tr |
| Central - GLA |
Pearcey | flings | a hauf arsed attempt at a pun |