Are any of you guys putting away your old standby clothes in favor of, well, more sensible or stylish clothes?
Its just dawned on me, I haven't worn a wife beater even once this summer. Its been such a none issue that I didn't even realize it 'til the morning.
Now I'm wondering if somehow, somewhere, I had a "style-chip" implanted without my knowledge.
I always thought I had the physique to wear the wife beater, although in later years others mostly said or thought "e-w-w-w-w, its an old guy with a rounded body and pasty white skin grossing us out".
I dunno, I may come home after working at the rib joint this morning, pull down all the blinds, and sit around in the wife beater and shorts, listening to my one day stubble beard grow and drinking cheap beer and farting and belching. Oh, and scratching too, and watching ESPN.