I'm a bit of a metrosexual (no big shocker there) and walking around Homer (the carhart and anti-bathing capital of the world) gains me lots of curious stares. I can just imagine the muttered conversations...
"What's wrong with that boy, Martha? Is he one of them there circus freaks?""Floyd, it's called fashion sense. Don't stare dear."
| December 25, 2004 11:21pm | 
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