“OK,” I said, barely able to move my arms within the restrictive formal suit, “I’m ready for my date with Sally.” It was the only thing that fit me.
Danny gave me a thumbs up. “Looking snazzy.”
“Thanks…Uh-oh.”
“What?”
“I gotta go to the restroom.”
Danny folded his arms. “You should have gone before you put the suit on.”
“I didn’t have to then!”
Joe Rover 
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