Kilted Hugs
So when I'm at a Highland Games and see a lady wearing a Kilt Inspector shirt I freeze, extend my arms horizontally to my side...basically assume the TSA position for further inspection.
So there was only one lady in a kilt inspector shirt at the Flagstaff games yesterday. When I saw her I stopped and assumed the TSA inspection position. She laughed and thought my outstretched arms meant I wanted a hug - so she came over and hugged me...then her husband came over and hugged me and their young son hugged my legs!
Hugs are nice but I finally stammered out, "But I wanted to be inspected!" Which gave them another laugh as they walked away....leaving me well hugged, but still uninspected....
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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