I walked my son to school today and was dressed in my SWK Hunting Mcleod.
As I was heading home I passed a young man who I imagined was a (tardy)third grader. He stopped and stared at my attire and said:

"That's like lederhosen or something right?"

I explained that it was Scottish and called a kilt, then continued home.

But as I walked, in the back of brain, I could hear my Scottish and German ancestors screaming.

Cheers

Jamie