Back in the 18th century, a coach was heading down the road to the lowlands of Sterlingshire, and the lady in the coach, spotted a young Scotsman walking out in front of her. She told her driver to stop the coach, and asked the kilted fellow if he'd like a lift, which he answered gladly.

Well, they was a bouncing along down the road, and she proposed if he'd like to giver her a squeeze. He said, "Aye Lass, that I would, but how did ya know?" She remarked that it was the twinkle in his eye that gave it away. A little while longer, she confessed, "would you like to give me a kiss?" Again, he said, "Aye Lass, but what gave it away?" She said it was the smile on his face.

Well now, the coach is "heating up" a bit, and she states, "I'll bet you'd like to "engage us" in a little more passion". Bewildered, he stammered, "Aye Lass, I would, I would, but how did ya know? Was it the twinkle in my eye or the smile on me face?"

She said, "Nither, it was the tilt in yer kilt".