Patricia's shirt said DIRTY STREET-WALKING WHORE. She stared at it, barely believing her eyes. What the hell was a shirt like this doing in her closet? It was so offensive that she just had to take it off. But then, if she took it off, she wouldn't be wearing a shirt. Wait, what? She could just get a new shirt from her closet, right? But for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do it. What was wrong with her?
Michael's shirt said ...
