That reminds me of a Yorkshire story that chaps of a certain age like us will appreciate.Speaking of thee, I was inspired to look around þe olde internette concerning Quaker usage. I ran across the following,
Q: What do you get when you cross a Quaker with a Jehovah's Witness?
A: Someone who knocks on your door and then says nothing for an hour.
Two old men pass each other in the street (or in t'street, I suppose I should say). They vaguely think they recognise each other, but eventually realise they don't. And so one says, "Ah'll be blowed! Ah thowt it were thee, and tha thowt it were me. And by gum it's nowther o' us."