Story #17

Derek entered a thrift store wearing tattered rags. He grabbed some nice clean clothes off the rack and dressed in the fitting room. He burst out the room still wearing the unpaid for clothing, laughing like a hyena-man jester. Derek ran right out of the store and into the middle of the road doing an "I succeeded" dance. He was run over by a driver paying more attention to passing tits than the road. The driver exited his vehicle and traded clothes with Derek. Inspecting them, he thought, "Too bloody." He looked up to see the thrift store and birthed a brilliant idea.