Are you a true Scotsman?

[parpin]

I think to put a mouse trap under my kilt to discourage those trying to lift it. :-) :-)

[Cathal_Flameridge]

"Are you Scotch?"
No, and no thanks :P

"Are you 'seltic'?"
Sorry, but I never watch basketball, much less root for the Seltics. I am however Celtic. I am also a Celtic Reconstructionist, not that that means anything to YOOOUUU :P (Celtic Reconstructionists are people who try to revive the Religion, and culture of the Pre-Christian Celts).

"Are you Scottish?"
Nope, I am a patriotic citizen of the United States of America. However, on my dads side of the family approximately 8 generations ago, my Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandmother was named, Pheobe McCrary. So I have very distant Scottish Ancestry. I am descended from the McCrary's and through them the MacRae clan.

"Are you a TRUE Scotsman?"
Sorry, I do not go without underwear, as in the United States if the wind accidentally caused my kilt to fly up uncontrollably, and I were naked underneath, I would be liable to be arrested on charges of indecent exposure to say the least. So I wear underwear. Also, anyone who tries to feel my crotch without my permission, is liable to get a punch in the face!

P.S. I liked these questions so much I had to do my own :P

[Kiltman]

My most creative "kilt check" came on the flight over to Maui. A very attractive young flight attendant with a name tag that read Lelani stopped to help a child in the aisle seat in front of my aisle seat. I'm flying kilted.

Lelani squated down to child level to talk to the child. But, in fact she was now down at my waist level and looking up my kilt. She got this bright look in her eyes then swiveled a bit to allow me to see that she was a true Scotswoman.

I nearly swooned. She was all smile, or more "gotcha" smirk, but all tease because she was half my daughter's age and my lady was next to me in the window seat. No come on, just sort of a "me too" salute.

As blantant as her behavior was I'm sure it was rooted in the desire to kilt check me. No clue how many other flight attendents were in on her inspection tour but later in the flight when I walked back to where they were clustered they did a fine job of ignoring me and the kilt. Suppose she/they were just protecting their jobs.

Now, to me that's at least a "fair" way to kilt check...tit for tat..you show me...I'll show you...except there were no words spoken.

Life is good.

No...this was not my imagination, an accident, dream, or olde man's fantasy...really did happen. Her eyes and her smile/smirk were the confirmation. The high altitude sunlight made for clear viewing.

Hope I've been appropriate with the recount of it all.

Ron
Ya just gotta love kilts...cause women do

I believe you. We old men can have more than dreams. It does only seem fair. What's good for the goose is good for the gander and all that.

[drobin]

My most creative "kilt check" came on the flight over to Maui. A very attractive young flight attendant with a name tag that read Lelani stopped to help a child in the aisle seat in front of my aisle seat. I'm flying kilted.

That just re-enforces my new years eve resolution to fly kilted. Course this is the year I don't fly anywhere .

[Coemgen]

Ya just gotta love kilts...cause women do