I was walking in from where I parked my car today and two young ladies passed me on their bicycles. One spun a u-turn and stopped and asked me "Where di you order your kilt?"

I said..."I didn't, I made it." (I''m wearing my camo X-Kilt, today)

...and from there ensued a discussion on kilts, utilikilts, lying down and laying out pleats to put on a Great kilt and so on. Five minutes later, both girls had the X Marks URL, and have declared that they are making X-Kilts for their boyfriends.

Things could be worse, eh?