The Errant Breeze!

[Colin]

At my sister's wedding recently, I had the pleats fly up on me. The wedding was on a dude ranch in the BC interior. Because we were in a valley, the wind coming off the lake can get fairly bad. To make a long story short, I turned to answer one of my kids and gave my future (at the time) brother in law a nice view of my naked ****. I have yet to see him since, where he has not called me Sasquatch ****. At least the sporran kept the front down. He would have failed in his weddding night duties after seeing that Loch Ness Monster ;-)