A Scottish lad and lass were sitting together on a heathery hill in the Highlands of Scotland.
They had been silent for a while, when the lass turned and said to him, “A penny for your thoughts.”
The lad was a bit abashed, but he finally said, “Well, I was thinking how nice it would be if ye’d give me a wee bit of a kiss.”
So she gave him a kiss, two in fact. The first was a quick one, the second a more lingering one.
But he again lapsed into a pensive mood, which lasted long enough for the lass to ask him, “What are ye thinking now?”
To which the lad grumbled, “Well, I was hoping ye hadn’t forgotten the penny!”
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