Pluggers by Rick McKee for July 11, 2024

Reckon I’m a plugger, ‘cause that’s how I like to dress…shorts and T shirt.

Tee shirt, shorts, quarter socks and a piece of cake.

Eh not he sleeps bear?

Tee Shirts are Shorts are in when the Temps are above 90 Degrees Fahrenheit ;-)

Not into wearing clothes to bed…

If a plugger has on a t-shirt and pajama bottoms, you don’t know if they’re going to bed or going shopping at Mal-wart.

Normal summer house attire when keeping the thermostat at an energy conservation level.

I’ve gotten so I wear my sleeping shorts set for a good part of the morning. Once or twice when it was a lazy, nothing-going-on, nothing-to-do day, I just wore them all day.

C’mon! Those are obviously his “walking out to get the mail” shorts!

Try out the new Bowflex exercise bike.

From today’s Comics Curmudgeon:

Pluggers don’t know where they are or what time of day it is or what’s happening to or around them and, real talk: God, I wish that was me. They seem pretty chill about it!

What’s your point? :)

Actually, I wear nothing to bed and a robe most of the day. Shorts and a T shirt are for formal occasions.

Exactly, so don’t ask!

Tee and shorts are my pjs.

Sometimes it’s hard to remember which is which.

The delineator ‘used to be’ flip flops for work clothes.

She figured he was ready for bed – and his mid-night snack ;)

that would be night for me… I never wear shorts when I’m out and about. I don’t sunbathe, so my legs are white as a ghost. (Anyone who sees my legs would never live to tell the tale!)

For me it is ripped at the knee jeans (have no idea why all my jeans wear out at the knees) and old tee shirts which have small holes in them from wearing out. Some of them go back to the 1990s, but others from the same time period are still intact and I wear the intact tee shirts almost every day. I even have dressy tee shirts for dress up.

Only time I don’t wear tee shirts is when we are at a reenactment event and I wear 18th repro clothes I made. I even wore one of the dressy tee shirts and black slacks (instead of jeans – but similarly shaped) to husband’s niece’s confirmation ceremony.

I am now officially the old lady who does not dress up.