Look at the bottom of your shoe. Look at your nails. Look up at the sky.

Who looks at their nails? Is that a girl thing?

In 1967 my Mom explained to me that it was easier to take my top off with the crossed-arm thing, and my Dad told us that I should not do that because it was a girl thing. I continued taking my shirt off by

– reaching over the top, grabbing the back of my shirt about half way down, bunching it up and pulling it over my head–

until I got too old, fat, and stiff to do that. Now I normally start by pulling the collar over my head.

Also, you look at the sky. I’ll sit here with my back to the wall, and a good view of the exits, while you tell me what you see.

What a timely resurrection for this zombie.

In my elementary school (was it a grammar school, I don’t remember) both 5th grade teachers taught the fingernail and shoe methods as the correct way for a man to check these things. At recess it was decided that “fags” did it wrong and that was how to tell if one was a fag. I had no idea was a fag was other than nail and shoe checking, but I could tell it was despised.