Angus is an old man of Glasgow

Angus is an old man of Glasgow, Scotland, comes to the little lady of the house exclaiming,

“Maggie, cud ya be sewin on a  button that’s come off of me fly? I can’t button me pants.”

“Oh Angus, I’ve got me hands in the dishpan, go next door and see if Mrs MacDonald could be helping ya with it.”

About 5 minutes later, there’s a terrible crash, a bang, a bit of yelling and the sound of a body falling downstairs.

Walking back in the door with a blackened eye and a bloody nose comes to Angus.

The little lady looks at him and says,“My god, what happened to ya? Did you ask her as I told you?”

“Aye,” says Angus. “I asked her to sew on the  button, and she did, everything was goin’ fine but when she bent to bite off the  thread, Mr MacDonald walked in.”