Not proud of it.
At my stepson's wedding reception, my stepson's overbearing shrew of a stepmother had heard that I wear the kilt, (I was not kilted at the time,) and told me that her husband, (my wife's ex,) was interested in getting a kilt and she asked me the question. It was a knee-jerk response, (I swear.) I said...............lipstick. She turned and walked away from me without a word. I don't know these people very well and was worried that I might have started world war III so I told my wife what I had said. She still laughs about it.
"I'm not crazy about reality, but it's still the only place to get a decent meal."
Grouch Marx
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