"If it's so dangerous, then I wish you were buck naked!"
Jon shrieked as his clothes disappeared, and he rushed to cover his private areas. Pete burst into a fit of laughter
"Pete, you asshole!" Jon snarled. "Why'd you make that wish?!"
Once he'd quite finished laughing, Pete replied, "Wow, I didn't think that would work. Calm down, Jon. You're the only one who heard me. Nobody else thinks there's anything unusual about your nudity!"
"Oh yeah?" Jon snapped. "Then why the hell is everyone looking at me?"
"Hey man, I said it wasn't unusual for you to be naked. I didn't say anything about crazy!"
Just then a heavily pregnant mother walked by Jon, guiding her little daughter by the hand. As soon as she saw him, she clasped her hands over her toddler's eyes and urged her forward, all the time aiming a disapproving glare at Jon. Sheepishly, he raised a hand and waved back. The mother gasped as she caught a glimpse of his manhood and pushed her child onwards with even greater haste.
"Dude," Jon pleaded, "I can't live like this. It's almost November! What the hell am I gonna do in winter, without any clothes?"
"We'll think of something, buddy," Pete produced a smile that made Jon very nervous. "You could grow fur, for example."
"Hey-" Jon started, but he was interrupted by...
