How are you going to like Venturino dressing up like a giant mountain man ... [?]
... or like a Montana rancher, which he is?
This remark reminds me of when I got stuck Back East, working for Westinghouse Ordnance, and local Baltimorons at the office gave me a hard time for wearing black Wellingtons and a black string tie with the local uniform of white dress shirt and black suit. Total strangers lit into me angrily.
