Kilts...heh...
You know, I think I've told this story before, but I'll tell it again! A few times when I was in Germany, I went to Lourdes (it's in southern France - the Pyranees) as part of an annual military convention for Catholic military folks from around the world...mostly Europe. One year we stayed in the hotel next to the Irish folks. Some of their ceremonial uniforms involve kilts, or something very like kilts. A group of us were standing watching them, and someone commented on their unusual socks, so we were tryin' to see what the tops of the socks looked like, and (I admit) bending down a bit to do so. But that's ALL it was!
And just as we were doing this, our chaplain walked out and did a double take. We all turned various shades of red.
But I'm innocent I tell ya! Innocent!
Yeah, that's what they all say!