I have spent a couple of days in kilt. Trips to the zoo were interesting as the men seem to think that I am some sort of affront towards their manhood while the ladies wink and grin for the most part. Went to a pizza take out and got a "Nice kilt" from the cashier. I can only imagine the fun that I shall have when I get out of PV and into wool.
I've found that most relationships work best when no one wears pants.
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