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Mac will be holding his kilt down next time he comes around here.

Or not

Either way, you guys are on your own on this one.

A Scotsman goes on holiday in Las Vegas. Like any proud Scotsman would, he kilts up and goes to a casino. After losing all the chips in his sporran at the Blackjack tables, he decides to try something he knows he's good at; so he hits the bar.

He's on his third dram when a blonde American woman, a lovely wee honey, takes a seat at the bar next to him. He buys her a drink, and they strike up a conversation. By her fourth gin and tonic, the conversation has gotten decidedly more friendly.

"So", she asks him with a flirty and slightly intoxicated smile, "I hear that you Scatsmen don't wear any undies under your kilts! Is that true?!" The Scotsman answers with a grin "Well, luv, why dae ye no check fir yersel'?!" The American, emboldened by her bevy, puts her hand on his knee, and slowly lifts the hem of his kilt with her fingers. She slides her hand under the kilt, up his leg, across his thigh, until.......

"AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" she squeals with surprise and delight, quickly pulling her hand out and blushing bright red, "it's GRUESOME!!!!"

"Check again, Lass," says the Scotsman with a wink; "it's just GRUESOMEMORE!"

MacPhantom wrote:A Scotsman goes on holiday in Las Vegas. Like any proud Scotsman would, he kilts up and goes to a casino. After losing all the chips in his sporran at the Blackjack tables, he decides to try something he knows he's good at; so he hits the bar.

He's on his third dram when a blonde American woman, a lovely wee honey, takes a seat at the bar next to him. He buys her a drink, and they strike up a conversation. By her fourth gin and tonic, the conversation has gotten decidedly more friendly.

"So", she asks him with a flirty and slightly intoxicated smile, "I hear that you Scatsmen don't wear any undies under your kilts! Is that true?!" The Scotsman answers with a grin "Well, luv, why dae ye no check fir yersel'?!" The American, emboldened by her bevy, puts her hand on his knee, and slowly lifts the hem of his kilt with her fingers. She slides her hand under the kilt, up his leg, across his thigh, until.......

"AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" she squeals with surprise and delight, quickly pulling her hand out and blushing bright red, "it's GRUESOME!!!!"

"Check again, Lass," says the Scotsman with a wink; "it's just GRUESOMEMORE!"

I think I love you.

Hardy-har-har.

Andy clearly does as well.

MacPhantom wrote:Andy clearly does as well.

You seem to think much of yourself, pal.

Belladonna wrote:Mirrors for your shoes! hehehehehehehe

Mac will be holding his kilt down next time he comes around here.

I don't think he will. LOL

Spookymufu wrote:what ya'll dont know is, Mac goes around wearing that kilt just in the hopes someone will ask him to show em what he's wearing under there

I wonder if he does?

easy access....

I can't help being irresistible.