I've been wearing a kilt going on a year now, and
I find there are many times when it gets right
annoying. First it was on the tractor, with the
fabric getting caught in things like the hydraulic
and power takeoff controls. Then it was dealing
with briars in the woods. Then ticks and poison ivy.
And the list gets longer.

Now I'm having to deal with tall pasture grass
irritating my nethers. I'm wondering if there
were no farmers in Scotland. Were they all just
townies who never really got into the real world.