They just need to think happy thoughts and face into the wind.
Kind of like an unzipped hoodie.
Probably some sort of secret society.
Even on Ballard Street, when people see them coming down the street, they move to the other side of the street and clutch their little dogs close. Just sayin’.
“Heavy on the starch.”
Gary misspells his name. It should have two "r"s.
Shame on me. I have neglected thus far to wish our old pals MUDD and the SHERIFF a HAPPY NEW YEAR! From a recent ear worm, “It’s gotta get better .. Cause it can’t get worse.”
Dennis’s Fine Fabrics and Fish just opened a Men’s Boutique in the left back corner. These are available in small and extra large for the unheard of price of $123.62
Limited quantity, hurry before they are gone!
Fashion influence of the flying nun.
WHEN THE WIND IS RIGHT, tHEY BECOME THE FLYING NUTS. SORRY SISTER bETRILL.
They need to Bury those Garish shirts, or put on another Layer.
Larry’s flashing some sort of gang sign.
There’s distinctive and then there’s outrageous. I think it’s the latter.
Reruns of The Flying Nun, today at noon.
I foresee an increase in the sales of chest hair grooming products.
Good morning Sheriff.
Best they not stand around a bonfire.. could easily be mistaken for members of the KKK
Elllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllvis shirts! YAY!!!
Not that there’s anything wrong with that…
Wait till you see Mary, Cary, Harry and Jerry.
Except for the spelling, Jerry has a “Puffy Shirt” that just might fit right in!
Fly, my little butterflies; fling yourselves upon the wind! You and Sally Field!
Poppin’ My Collar.
Barry, Gary and Larry…scary!
Still better than a puffy shirt.