Last night I had a bizarre dream.
I was in England or somewhere, hanging out with lots of cool people.
There was a pile of clothing that was up for grabs.
I started looking through it and attached to one of the shirts was a five dollar bill. And since I was American, I took the $5. Figured I'd have more use for it than the others.
And then I picked out a cool men's shirt that looked like it would be just too tight in just the right places on me.
But when I tried it on, I looked in the mirror and noticed it had pads in the shoulders to make it broader. It was odd. Almost cool. But not quite.