A young Scottish lad and lass were sitting on a heathery hill in the Scottish Highlands. They had been silent for a while, when the lass turned to him and said: "A penny for your thoughts." The lad was a bit embarrassed, but finally he said: "If you must know, I was thinking how nice it would be if you gave me a wee kiss." So she kissed him. Afterwards, he once again lapsed into a pensive mood, prompting her to ask him: "What are you thinking now?" To which the lad grumbled: "Well, I was hoping …