
Earlier this week I went to work out at the gym. After working out I showered and began to get dressed but I had a hard time getting my shirt on. It was then that I realized that I had grabbed Tawm's shirt instead of mine. Tawm is a lot smaller than me. In Thailand I wear an XL, Tawm wears an S. Because of my small fou-pau, I had to make a difficult decision. I could either put my old, smelly, stinky workout shirt on, I could walk out with no shirt or I could wear Tawm's shirt. It was an easy decision, I chose the last option and put on Tawm's shirt. As I walked out, I sucked in my belly, walked past all the people exercising and successfully made it to the truck without anyone noticing (at least as far as I could tell). I then drove and got a new shirt. As this all happened, all I could think of was that song. The final outcome was a little different, I didn't rip Tawm's shirt, I just streched it big time.
2 comments:
Great movie! Tall guy in a little shirt.
Peace
Brent... was the typo a freudian slip?
"Once Christ got the jacket on, he pranced around singing, "Fat Guy in a Little Suit"."
Christ huh.
:)
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