Lost church clothes and trips to the Tute

By: Zachary D. Wood
The Franklin Institute, Phila., PA

So I was walking to work this morning and the wind was nasty. I lost my balance for a minute and my pants blew clear off and flew up into the power lines. Out of sheer embarrassment, I decided to pretend that I didn't mind that this happened, but I needed my pants back because, as everyone knows, I HAVE to be wearing church clothes when I arrive at work. So anyway, I climbed a drainage pipe along one of the buildings in order to try to reach my pants. By now a crowd had gathered and I began waving to them to try to quell my total horror. Everyone began clapping and I realized that I had not worn underwear this morning...