Have you seen yourself retreating?

hee hee! But t'ain't necessarily so....I used to work at a historic site here in Kingston (Fort Henry, for any as may have visited) and the gift shop girls (of which I was one) were required to wear kilts (and nylons, even on steenkin' hot days - it was a bit of a bitch). We had a change room and on a cooler day towards the end of one summer I was wearing jeans and had changed into them to go home. I was walking out of the fort with a male colleague (the only male working in the gift shops - in the military store), and we passed some soldiers doin' their drill thang. My colleague told me I should wiggle my arse at them; I said, "Why? I'm not wearing my kilt...." He said, "Exactly!"

Trousies certainly do add, ahem, definition....