I am sitting in a Starbucks in Dallas, Texas. A guy with a girl walked in the door. The girl was wearing pants. The guy was wearing a brown kilt. A kilt is technically a dress. I can think of only a few explanations for this wardrobe:
The guy lost a bet.
He is confident in his kung fu skills.
He and the girl mixed up their clothing this morning.
He's William Wallace.
He did the "smell check" with clothes on the floor and had no other choices this morning.
Three words: Double dog dare.
The only other alternative was spandex shorts.
Just flew in from the 'Isle.
That's all I've got. Don't see that everyday in Texas.
Must have been the double dog dare. But hey, don't you know that women LOVE a man in a kilt! No really, we just say that to see how many will actually fall for it and wear one.
Thanks for the giggle!
Dee@boysrus
Like a toddler in a snowstorm, I am somewhat interesting and somewhat frightening to behold. I write simply because I can, but also to give my wife a break from the witty reparte. I am the proud husband to the bravest person I know (Mrs. Underdog). As the father of five tenacious, awe-inspiring children (the Pups #1-5), I am yours truly: the Underdog.
