
Originally Posted by
duchessofnc
This is why I am reluctant to have kilt nights at pubs. Even an Irish Pub. I just can imagine some jerk coming up and saying something to the group that is highly inappropriate...
Oh, Duchess, that's easily addressed in any number of ways! We all just look at the ... err at him, look at each other, and fall out laughing. If he doesn't catch on that we're laughing at him, we point and laugh.
If the mood strikes, we point at his trousers and laugh.
Or, we just leave him to you.
Eedjit? What eedjit?
Ken Sallenger - apprentice kiltmaker, journeyman curmudgeon,
gainfully unemployed systems programmer
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