With how little that leaves to the imagination and how many people are stuck in stuff like that, it's a wonder how hellions haven't sprouted up yet.
[ It's a joke, of course, on how impure that outfit can be...Edna thankfully keeps her gaze pointed away, as far away as she can make it, as he gets dressed. ]
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[ It's a joke, of course, on how impure that outfit can be...Edna thankfully keeps her gaze pointed away, as far away as she can make it, as he gets dressed. ]
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[He steps out from behind the umbrella, back in his normal clothes. The other set has been tossed in the garbage.
Never again, please.]