For those of you who don't recall, I work out in a very rural area.
There's this guy that comes into the store every day or two and he's always wearing the same thing.
A checkered flannel frog shirt.
The picture I've attached isn't it. There's no image I could find on the Internet that would do it justice.
I'm not sure if the shirt is store-bought or homemade, but it's an eye-catcher to say the least.
Just so you know, this isn't some 20-something hipster being all cool and ironic. This is a 60 year-old guy with faded jeans, black cowboy boots, and a folded up Buck knife on his belt. There's nothing ironic about it.
I'm tempted to ask him about it - but he is carrying a knife, after all.
If he thinks I'm making fun of him, the next thing I know the "clean-up in the Dairy Aisle" is me.