Last night was a little parade driving through downtown. The organizer's daughter was wearing what is now in fashion, jeans with a big hole in one of the knees. So I went home and gathered up three of my old wasted/worn/torn/ripped shorts to give her. When I arrived at the show this morning, I asked her to walk over to my car so i could give her my "gift" (the 3 pair of ripped up shorts). Then just for fun, I asked her and her girlfriend to slip on my old shorts (they were clean/just washed) and pose in front of my restored '72 Plymouth Satellite Sebring Plus. They agreed.