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Heads were turning at 7th and Montana this morning as "Sammy the Somnambulist" once again rolled out of bed and into Our Favorite Starbucks. This time, he was sporting a pair of Gray Checkered Pajamas and Fuzzy Gray Slippers. "Oh, well," I thought, "At least his taste in Pajamas is improving." Moments later, things got hairier when a German Tourist wandered in wearing only a pair of trunks. How did I know he was German? He loudly announced that he was from Baden-Baden. Baden-Baden, indeed. If you ask me, things
are starting to Worsen-Worsen as far as the "dress code" at Our Favorite Starbucks is concerned. What next, Full Frontal Nudity ...?!?
Heads were turning at 7th and Montana this morning as "Sammy the Somnambulist" once again rolled out of bed and into Our Favorite Starbucks. This time, he was sporting a pair of Gray Checkered Pajamas and Fuzzy Gray Slippers. "Oh, well," I thought, "At least his taste in Pajamas is improving." Moments later, things got hairier when a German Tourist wandered in wearing only a pair of trunks. How did I know he was German? He loudly announced that he was from Baden-Baden. Baden-Baden, indeed. If you ask me, things
are starting to Worsen-Worsen as far as the "dress code" at Our Favorite Starbucks is concerned. What next, Full Frontal Nudity ...?!?
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