I'm at the central branch of our library and it's been dolled up for an advertising awards party. They start putting out food. I decide I'd like to attend after I run into Schmengie. I call my wife and Deb and ask them to bring a change of clothes for me. When I look into the bag expecting some black jeans, there are a ripped pair of pants and some shoes for Deb. I'm wearing white Converse All Stars and I figure I'll just look out of place.

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