Oh, come on, Steve...you obviously take your status as a square-footer in the spirit in which it was meant. I think that the tone of the thread is a disdain for anybody who actually takes it as meaning that they're genuine landed gentry. Personally, I can't imagine how anybody could present themselves as Mini-Lairds with a straight face but it sounds like some members have run into people who actually think that it's a promotion to the upper crust and when they visit the Old Country that'll impress the local tavernkeepers enough that they'll bring the good whisky out.

Hey...I think I have one of those square inches of the Yukon that Sgt. Preston used to hawk...God, I do NOT want to see what the back taxes on that puppy must be...

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...and since we're talking about Sgt. Preston...I'd like to state that my dog Skippy is probably smarter than Yukon King, the Sgt's lead sled dog. First of all, Skippy would never be dumb enough to run ahead and draw fire from the bad guys. Second, I do not remember ever seeing King wait until his master wasn't looking and then take a couple of laps out of his Guinness...you can ask Beloitpiper about this because he was the one who busted Skippy drinking out of my cup at the Highland Games.