Whenever I see that pic I'm amazed at the stamina of the
buttons on Kaley's lovely shirt.
More staying-power than Johnny Fucking Wad.
Never mind your shoes, how 'bout having to shoehorn
yourself into a damn
shirt ... ?
All I know is that if If I was gonna hang with the dude I'd
be
all about protective eyewear.
Three or four more nanoseconds of being crammed under the
cloth like that and and I see those buttons becoming
dangerous projectiles.