Absolutely bizarre!

[Uncle Ricky]

I do admire her spunk, but I hope the A-hole doesn't come home and take it out on her. He sounds like the type who would.

Cheers

[TheKiltedWonder]

The things you hear...wow. I don't mean to laugh at others peoples relationship problems , but that's funny.

And I only hope Uncle Rickey isn't right to be worried.

[Nighthawk]

And my family wonder why I have no faith in humanity/

[sharpdressedscot]

I wonder what happened after you left...

[Red_Raven]

DAMN! and I'm at work and missed it...

[Riverkilt]

Thanks, I needed that.

This is one of the reasons I subscribe to this forum....to hear these juicy stories. This one warms my heart.

And, my guess (and hope) is that this lady can take care of herself if he comes home fuming. There's zero tolerance for domestic violence in Arizona and I'm guessing she knows that.

Guess it strikes home for me because today I decided to walk to town to do my chores. Was kilted in my USA Kilts Ramsay with a jean jacket. A high school tough guy, usually in the local criminal justice system, passed me and said sincerely, "Nice Kilt." A while later a guy in his 40s had to hollar "Nice Skirt" with sarcasm in his voice. I didn't acknowledge the later and kept on walking as if I hadn't heard. Now I can only hope he had a similar wife near him.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Ron

[Tattoo Bradley]

Man, this one was so incredible I had to FWD it to my wife. She got as much of a kick out of it as I hoped she would. What a turd... had it coming to him.

[McMurdo]

The things you see when you're out in your kilt. Priceless absolutely priceless.

[Abax]

One kilt, $60 - $600.

Matching hose, flashes and a sporran, about $100.

Watching someone who doesn't know the difference between a kilt and a skirt get their comeuppance: Priceless!

Abax

[Coemgen]

I had decided to bake some cinnamon bread this afternoon, and remembered we were out of bread yeast. I threw on a kilt and headed for Costco. I wandered around trying the samples, and checking out the new merchandise for Christmas. Finally, I grab a package of yeast ($3.39) and head for checkout.

On my way out to my truck, I hear someone behind me say "Look at that guy. He went shopping in a skirt."

A female voice says "It's not a skirt, it's a kilt. He's probably a bagpiper." I sneak a peak over my shoulder. Behind me is a a tall, gaunt man, probably in his late fifties/early sixties. Next to him is a prune-faced lady, roughly the same age.

"It's not a kilt, it's a skirt," the man says. "He's probably a homo."

"It's a kilt," the woman says, "and you're a jackass. That's why I'm divorcing you."

"You're divorcing me because you're a B****," the guy says.

"I may be a B****," she tells him, "but at least I know how I'm getting home." By now, I'm at my truck, so I watch as she gets in the driver's side of a car, while he yanks at the passenger side door handle. She backs out and leaves him standing there.

I hope you plan to pay for the repairs to my keyboard after spewing a cupful of tea on it!