About six or seven years ago I was invited to a friend's housewarming party. I showed up in my kilt. It was a very casual affair, and most other guests were in jeans. I only know the hostess and one or two other people.

Everyone loves my kilt, of course. I don't get any funny comments until I'm standing at the counter making myself a drink. All of a sudden I feel a... breeze.

I turn around to see who has lifted up my kilt and to my surprise I see a rather large man, bearded, trucker cap on. The kind you expect to see standing next to a big rig at a rest stop. Obviously he has never seen a kilt this close up before and wanted to get in a few laughs.

So everyone in the room is kind of frozen to see what my reaction is going to be. I just say, "You know, of all the people here tonight, I wouldn't have expected you to be the one wondering what was under my kilt!"

This man turned a little red from the implication, and everyone got a good laugh out of it.

Anyway, talk about a double standard. Try doing that to a woman in a skirt one day and see how fast your **** is tossed out on the sidewalk, if not arrested for assult!

Aye,
Matt