Haha... great story! You gotta love in when stuff like that happens.

It kind of reminds me of something that happend years ago. I was driving to a friend's house at about 10:30 11:00 at night, and all of the sudden, this huge SUV behind me starts honking like mad. When I was younger, I had put a couple of bumper stickers on my car ("honk if you're Scottish" and "anything can happen in the kilt" ... hey, I was 19). I made the connection and figured that had to be it. Next thing I know, the SUV is speeding up to get next to me. Then, down comes the windows, and as it turns out, the SUV is crammed full of girls. Go figure. They stopped next to me at the next red light and started asking me if I really wore the kilt. I responded by turning on the light in my car and lifting the top apron just enough for them to see some tartan (just some tartan, mind you). About that time, the light changed, but they continued to drive next to me until we got caught by the next light. At that point, they did the usual "we love men in kilts" stuff that we've all heard before, and also invited me to the party that they were en route to. I had somewhere I needed to be, and so had to decline. It was still an amusing little episode, though.