Fred Meyer had a sale on Levi Docker Shits today. They must have been out, as all we could find were shirts and pants. When we told the manager they forgot the ‘r’ he said, “oh, ok. thanks” then started to walk away. Mid step, leg still in the air, he stopped turned to us “OH! You mean in SHIRTS!” and took off like a lactose intolerant Ben Cohen. All I could thing is how nice it would be to be that innocent that I would assume Dockos instead of shits.
