Sandy MacTavish, resplendent in traditional Scots
garb, had had a wee drop too much, and fell into a
ditch, unconscious.
Three giddy English girls coming down the path noted
his presence. They decided, "Well, now we can answer
the age-old mystery: what, if anything, does a
Scotsman wear under his kilt?"
They lifted the sleeper's kilt, and sure enough, Sandy
wore nothing beneath it. Just for a lark, one of the
girls pulled one of the blue ribbons from her
coiffure, and tied it to Sandy's --- shall we say,
member? --- in a nice neat bow. And the three went on
their way, giggling.
Next morning a groggy Sandy awoke. He looked down at
himself and quoth:
"Ah doan know whair ye been, but Ahm delighted to see
ye won fairst prize!"
