The others laugh but Wharton insists embracing the traditional costume will get him lots of female attention.
That night, Wharton's kilts swishes around his bare knees as they swagger into the club. Immediately a beautiful woman sways up to him.
'Hey handsome,' she says with a wink. 'Is there anything worn under that kilt?'
'Oh no,' Wharton declares hastily.
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