haggis be damned
So Pooks sent me this link —
Date a Hot Scot. You vote for the sexiest Scot [which to me means sexiest kilt] and are entered to win a free trip to Scotland.
Ooh la la, cute guys in kilts and a free trip to Scotland. It does not get better than that.
Natch my browsers immediately decide they do not like the Flash in the hot Scot page and will not let me see any pictures so I have to do evil tech stuff to make that all work and then I get fun video clips and vote for a Scot and I am entered.
I tell Pooks she has to go with if I win. I do not know what her husband will think about that — but hey she got me into this.
Me I think she should enter too and then if she wins she can take me but the husband guy is definitely not going to go for that.
Sheesh. Husbands can be so unreasonable.
By the way, the guy in that photo is hotter than any Scot on the Hot Scot page. Kind of a problem, Hot Scot People.