I would never pretend that one size fits all and will concede that some might prefer a turtleneck or a hoodie but let's face it, we've reached that point in time when you just know that what you have in the wardrobe is not what you need. It's time for a change.
It'd recommend short sleeves especially for this time of year because sun's out, guns out. And that, Pantload45, rhymes with time to move out. Start packing. November 3rd will be here before you know it.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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