I think y’all need a break from my usual rants, and should just enjoy this lovely bit of kilt roulette. Sweet Babou wore a great kilt in our wedding, and he wore it like a true Scotsman.
I am now late to go pick up my daughter. And I have to wipe the mascara off from under my eyes. *snort!*
Thank you! I needed that. A nekid bum cures all..
Thank you for reminding me of the video and Graham Norton. ( Loud giggles and laughter)
That was fabulous! It made my day.
Awesome husband o’ awesomeness wore his Utilikilt for his birthday gathering…like a Scotsman.
It was kind of brilliant…and interesting to be the one with my hands up his kilt. :O
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