[TR] Skirted thermostats

[Dave1massey at cs.com]

Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
And one could tell by the way he walked that he drunk more than his share
He fumbled round until he cold no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

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In a message dated 4/12/2013 4:05:28 AM Central Daylight Time, 
mmarr at mail1.notwires.com writes: 
> Ah just got doon fra' the Isles o' Skye, Ah'm no' very big an' ah'm awfu' 
> shy, an' the lassies say, when I go by, "Donald, where's yer troosers?"