My first kilt

[Queue]

I won a bet last Spring with a friend of mine. The bet was if I could find ten women who would date a man in a skirt/kilt (his words, not mine) then he'd buy me a kilt. Yesterday night, he paid up. In 6-8 weeks, plus shipping time, I will be proudly clad in a Utilikilt. Just sharing my good news.

~Queue

[Donnie]

Cool Your friend will find that there are a lot of ladies out there who like a man in a kilt

[GMan]

Definetly a magnet a kilt tends to be. I was at a party several weeks ago and talking to many people (OK mainly women) and they were giving all sorts of positive attention to me, another friend noticed and said no wonder you wear a kilt. I detected a little bit of jealousy on his part. I have a funny feeling your friend will be expressing jealousy himself.

Glad to hear that you will soon be kilted, let us all know how things turn out and your adventures with a kilt.

[bikercelt1]

What a deal! Not only does your friend make a sucker bet about women and men in kilts but then by paying off he gives away the advantage to you as the kilt-wearing man. So,,,does this guy always miss the mark this bad? Congratulations and don't be a stranger. Keep us posted on your adventures as one of the liberated kilt bretheran.

Jamie

[Alan H]

I bet dollars to doughnuts yer mate buys himself a kilt within two weeks!

[Graham]

So what, are there 9 or 10 broken hearts out there?
I do hope you were a gentleman in a kilt to the lassies

I'm glad you now have a kilt wear it with pride!

[Queue]

No broken hearts, no dates. I just had to ask 13 women "would you date a man in a skirt?" and 10 of them said "if he was a good guy" and the other 3 were like "no way!" I think the 3 were just weirded out by me asking the question.

Always a gentleman, in a kilt or not.

~Queue

[MDR-V300]

I agree with everyone on this one; you got the sweetest deal imaginable.

I wish more of my friends were suckers.

Oh yes, and welcome!
Since I've been drinking, you get a welcome poem. I apologize in advance. Oh, and as a warning, the lightbulb icon will be used in lieu of a musical note icon. Also, I'm assuming that you like Jeopardy. And I'll also make up your past. It'll go on as long as I don't have to use the same word twice in the poem.


Of all the vowels, tried and true
are 'a', 'e', 'i', 'o' and 'u'.

'Y' is in there sometimes, too
but those first five are the ones, who
when Jeopardy says doo dee doo...
"This tree has all five vowels", you
blurt "sequoia" with no ado.
Because you pity the poor foo'
who thinks that maybe it's the 'yew'.

But the money that you might accrue
has instead now disparu.
You look around - the crowd goes "ooooh!
You didn't phrase it as a Q."
You knew forever you would rue
this one small, careless miscue.

From that point you did eschew
your old name -- stripped of virtue.
And when you went to choose the new,
purposefully you did misconstrue
to remind you of your utter SNAFU.
5 vowels in your name, not two
so now you have a constant clue
whenever someone calls you Queue.

[And now your stupid days are through
you've bought a kilt, NOT a muumuu!]

[awoodfellow]

welcome queue

and the fold increases
glad to have you on board.

ambrose