Ziggy by Tom Wilson & Tom II for November 27, 2017

Well, I’d never darken their door again

never thought of Ziggy as fat

and barefoot.

I bet that won’t even inspire him to wear pants from now on.

Thought it was mine until the last part

Once, I was standing in line at a Starbucks and the young girl behind the counter suddenly started to get very nervous and jumpy. I thought I was doing something wrong, but for the life of me I couldn’t think what it could be. Then, I realized that the man who had just gotten behind me on line was wearing nothing but sandals, an old sparkly pink thong and a smile. A young policewoman happened to come in a few minutes later. She took him outside and gave him a few tickets for his unregistered car—which he promptly ripped up. She couldn’t give him a ticket or arrest him for his choice of clothing—-it seems that what had to be covered was covered—if barely.

getting coffee could be a whole new experience if instead of names we used descriptions. might be totally embarrassing but at least you would know how people perceived you

Aww, poor Zig!