I'm Irish by blood, so my next kilt purchase will be an Irish National.

I married into Clan Campbell, so I proudly wear a Campbell tartan.

And now I spit at the MacDonalds, with their wee golden arches and quarter pounders with cheese every time I pass them by. Och, how I hate them MacDonalds!

(I actually do spit at McDonald's every time I pass them by, but only because the food is so God-Awful bad for you... nothing to do with clan affiliation.)