Kilts & Pavlov

I went to Catholic School all through elementary & high school. Uniforms were mandatory, for both the boy and the girls. Yep, we had different schools – they separated us. Grade school was mixed, but as soon as we hit high school – there was a boys school and a girls school, just across the street from each other about half a block apart…..

Like I said uniforms were mandatory and for this I can argue both sides….. benefits and drawbacks – we didn’t have to deal with the stress & drama of having to wear the right thing or ensuring that branded merchandise is properly displayed and correctly affixed at all times. One of the downsides was the loss of individuality, the soul crushing conforming – well that and the actual uniforms themselves, I’m sure there must have been some master catalog they used ( I assume it came from 1950’s Soviet Bloc), where all the clothes originated from and I just find it incredibly hard to fathom their intentions when they picked out what they ultimately did ……

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While undeniably cute, these unifroms lacked adequate drainage and were incredidbly itchy...

Do you have any idea how incredibly difficult it is to meet girls dressed like a diabolical rabbit? Take it from me, it’s not easy.

The cruelest part of the whole equation…….. at precisely the most formative & pivotal moment in our young mating lives, you go on ahead and create a perfect storm of lustful wanton unfulfilled abandon….. you put the girls, every single last one of them in “catholic schoolgirl outfits” , kilts, kneesocks, tight white, button-down  shirts – in which the girls further complicate matters by having one big long continual competition to see who can get away with the shortest skirt……. THEN you take them away from us – you physically remove them, moving them away, which only makes them even more mysterious, exotic and desireable – you put them in a totally different building…

Simply putting on a kilt makes every woman on earth look exactly like this..... it's visual Cat Nip.

Pavlov rang a bell and his dogs began to salivate……. show us a kilt and and it’s raging hormones and danger…. part of the reason I’m still not welcomed in Scotland……

and that’s the truth….. have a great day…..

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