Clancy was mortified. WHY had he believed that salesman who said sissy clothes would be THE LOOK for the beach this season? Liar, liar, pants on fire!
So now, endless miles of Caribbean sand, and Clancy is the only one wearing gold braid and fuzzy epaulettes. The other guys are wearing flip-flops, not fuschia socks and dancing shoes like his.
The stockings made his legs sweat and there was sand in his shoes. He covered his face with his hands. He could hear laughter from towel to towel. Oh no! He remembered he had paid extra to have CLANCY embroidered on the back of his jacket. D’oh!
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Spanish bullfighter Javier Valverde prepares for a bullfight at in Seville, April 13, 2008. REUTERS/Javier Barbancho
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Fuschia socks? How can you tell?
- Posted by Shawn HendricksShouldn’t someone actually explain bullfighting to this poor soul? Five hundred by fives before he can peek? Come on! Is the laugh really worth it?
- Posted by Shawn HendricksIsn’t that like some kind of native American or African money on his bracelet? No, thank YOU PBS, from a viewer like me.
- Posted by Shawn Hendricks