"I don't think anybody looks good wearing high heels with long pants or socks," Jon remarked. "I mean, girls don't look good that way either."
"Well, fix it!" urged Karyn.
"I wish that anyone affected by Karyn's roll of the die this morning would dress in miniskirts or short shorts until they no longer have to wear high heels," Jon uttered.
"Very funny," remarked Karyn, who in fact wasn't amused at all. "What did you do with the rest of my clothes?"
"You mean.." Jon wondered.
"My blouse, my bra, and eek my panties! Shit! You call this a skirt? I can barely stand up in it without giving a show. How am I ever going to sit down? Hello? Hello? Planet Earth calling Jon! I'm up here, Jon!"
"Uh, sorry," Jon apologized, raising his eyes to look Karyn in the face. "I guess I should have phrased that wish differently. But look at me! I'm just as bad off! My shirt and underwear vanished as well."
"It's different for girls," Karyn maintained. "And at least you get to wear shorts."
"You call these shorts?" Jon nearly shouted after checking himself out. "One wrong move and I'm going to pop out! And in back, they certainly don't cover my whole butt!"
"Well, boy genius, I guess we'll just have to make the best of it," Karyn decided. "At least everyone else thinks this is normal. Yo, look at Biff Meadows over there!"
