When you come to my age, you forget the sheer IDIOCY of youth. Pink shirt, white pants? On a MAN who isn't part of that homosexual YMCA musical troupe? And what, pray tell, will you choose for your darned nail polish? Maybe you can wear the shirt a few inches short, to show off your belly and its inflamed razor stubble.

As a wise man debating a horse once said, "it's a travishamockery!"