I Wish I Hadn't Slept Through European History Class
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I know this isn't Strip Club related per se, but it does, sort of, involve pretty girls.
I heard a radio spot today urging everyone to come out to celebrate St. Patrick's Day at the Tilted Kilt pub.
I've never been in the place, but I believe they're a Hooters type knock-off sports bar with pub food.
Tell me where I'm wrong, because like I say - I didn't pay attention during my European history studies.
Aren't kilts the dress of Scottish Highlanders?
Don't the Scots and the Irish hate each other?
Ergo, why is a Scottish themed sports bars celebrating a Irish holiday?
I heard a radio spot today urging everyone to come out to celebrate St. Patrick's Day at the Tilted Kilt pub.
I've never been in the place, but I believe they're a Hooters type knock-off sports bar with pub food.
Tell me where I'm wrong, because like I say - I didn't pay attention during my European history studies.
Aren't kilts the dress of Scottish Highlanders?
Don't the Scots and the Irish hate each other?
Ergo, why is a Scottish themed sports bars celebrating a Irish holiday?
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On a sadder note, the local Tilted Kilt closed before I could sample their fare.
Better beer, the short kilts are amazing & make the hooters tops look like trailer trash, and better food.
They advertise as Celtic themed. Irish, Scottish, and I don't recall the 3rd nationality but I'm sure it's on their website.
Kilts are usually associated with Scotland but are not unknown in Ireland. The Scots and Irish are both Celtic people and both spoke Gaelic. If you look at a map, you will see that Ireland is very close to the coast of Scotland. People migrated back and forth.
"Don't the Scots and the Irish hate each other?"
In Northern Ireland, the many of the majority Protestants are of Scottish descent, and they have had conflicts with the Catholics, who are mostly Irish. I'm not aware of any great antagonism between Scotland and the Republic of Ireland.
WELL!! That pub happened to be a viper's nest of militant Irish nationalists who regarded St. Patrick as just one of the countless hated English interlopers who had made life miserable for the Irish for hundreds of years. I had the sense to keep my mouth shut after starting this outpouring of vitriol against the hated English. I shudder to think what might have happened to me if I hadn`t been speaking with a Canadian accent.
I learned some expressive new curse words that night. I especially liked 'shiite'. If I had spoken Gaelic I am sure I would have learned many more.
As an aside, I must tell you that Guiness pulled from a keg in a pub in Dublin is NOT the same liquid sold under the Guiness name in North America, a liquid which I maintain is totally undrinkable. One further aside, the high rise office building in Calgary housing my company`s offices is owned by the Guiness Family Trust.
An interesting note I read. The voice assistant on the newest iPhone cannot understand a Scottish brogue. Apple engineers say of all the languages of the world Siri has trouble with the Scottish accent.
Just because I am a Canadian does not mean I am a lickspittle apologist for Canadian-based breweries. I have had a personal 'mad' on for Molson ever since they closed Calgary Brewing And Malting back in the 80s. Labatt produces mostly flavourless pap though I do enjoy Kokanee Gold and will stoop to regular Kokanee in a pinch. Alley Kat Brewing in Edmonton produces two superb beers, Aprikat and Charlie Flint's Lager. Big Rock Brewing in Calgary has a couple of worthwhile brews as well. But, for the best beers in Canada at the moment you just have to sample the offerings from the many craft brewers in Quebec.
The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, sniff...Dad...I became a prostitute...".
"Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this Catholic family!"
"OK Dad--as ye wish. I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom mansion, plus a $5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside, plus a membership to the country club...............(takes a breath).............And an invitation for ye all to spend New Year's Eve on board my new yacht on the Riviera and.........
"Now what was it ye said ye had become?" interrupts Dad. (Girl crying again) "Sniff, sniff...a prostitute Daddy! Sniff, sniff." "Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a PROTESTANT! Come here and give yer old Dad a hug,"
There is a way better chain in TX/OK/CO/KS/NE/NM/LA/AZ rapidly expanding called Twin Peaks. It has a mountain lodge theme. The girls wear tiny white shorts and a tiny black-and-red checkered luberjack top. During holidays and special events, they can pick their own outfits which results in it being a lingerie-fest. It was hot.