Had a woman come up to me in a restaraunt last night, as my wife, another couple, and I were paying the bill to inquire whether I was wearing a skirt or a kilt (it was an olive mocker). "It's a kilt, of course! Made in Seattle by a company called Utilikilt." "Well, my son says if you're wearing underwear, it's a skirt, if you're not, then it's a kilt." I just stand there, smiling, it takes her about 90 seconds to get up the nerve to say, "Well, are you or aren't you? I want to see!" "Well, if you want a peek, you're gonna have to ask my wife, first" as I point her out. Poor woman lost her nerve at that point, and returned to her table.

Frog