| Doric - DOR |
| snarled | . "If you can dee ony better, |
| Doric - DOR |
| snarled | , an jist widnae come past the |
| Doric - DOR |
l jist gaun ahin a funn bush" | snarled | Jonsar. He en made awa tae wa |
| Doric - DOR |
m." Damn thing winna gang in" | snarled | Roch Meg. |
| Central - DUN |
e mother-fuckin heap o shit,' | snarled | the OIM. |
| Doric - DOR |
said Ronald soothingly. Hanna | snarled | . "He |
| Doric - DOR |
ken aboot that." He | snarled | . "I am a banker a more educat |
| Doric - DOR |
d at the door. "Your late" he | snarled | . Afore Jonsar cood answer |
| Central - SEC |
'Should fuckin hope no,' he | snarled | . |
| Doric - DOR |
weel is it?" Mr Technicolor | snarled | , "Thats the bonniest flooers |
| Central - LAL |
Nae floatin lily's tresses | snarled | his feet, |
| Central - SEC |
inkler wis black. The buffert | snarled | at the feechie. |
| Orkney - ORK |
t hivvan a quiet pint and you | snarled | , wi some despair, |