4:51 p.m. - 2003-08-20
Its kilts. Yup. Kilts. The Renaissance Festival is alive and kicking again, and there will be men in kilts. Men in kilts. Men in Kilts. MEN IN KILTS. I can almost smell them. Sweaty male mixed with beer and wool. Mmmmmm. Can't wait. Maybe this year I'll get one of my own.
Can I, please?
If not, I'll make The Boys dress up in kilts to appease my pervy fetish. Heh, heh. Think I could? Dare me!