No, mem, tucked breists are oot o' date; ye'll no' see such a thing in Gleska; I'm shair puir Macphee himsel' hadna ane.
Beer, beer, glorious beer; I'm shair I've perished three gallons this very day.
In contradistinction to the shair, the charm of the pantoon lies, or should lie, in its being improvised.
I'm no gaun to hurt you; but I'm gaun to tak' Black Jock oot o' your clutches as shair as daith.
I'm shair there's no' a woman in the place but wad hae liket him.
I'm shair it must be a hard job for the auld man, her paw, to provide diversions for the puir wee smout.
I'm shair ye hadna muckle sense at the time, or it wadna be yon yin ye went coortin'.