The sign at the restaurant door said: “No shirt, no shoes, thank God for pants.”
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As their pants slipped down around their knees, I overheard one young guy say to another: “Okay! Okay! Keep your shirt on!”
For genuine white-collar crime, you need Tide.
One way to risk your neck is wear a shirt with a collar that’s not high enough to hide its wrinkles.
My shirts hold their shape: potbellied.