I know I'll pay...but I can't stop myself!

The hubby has been wearing some interesting outfits lately. I guess, technically, guys don't wear "outfits," they simply wear "stuff." This is the stuff I caught him in today, so I quickly grabbed my camera, and followed him out the door:

"What do you think you're doing with that camera?"

"I'm just interested in documenting this strange clothing choice you've made today."

"I'm going to be working inside the shop completely covered in my leather welding suit. This will keep me cooler."

"Where did you get that sexy sleeveless t-shirt?"

"I found it in a locker in the shop. I think it belonged to Brian (a former worker)."

"That's interesting. Would you make a muscle for me? I'd love to see you utilize that shirt to it's full potential."

(he laughs...then this:)

"Thanks, honey! That's going to look wonderful on Face Book."

"You post these on Face Book and you are going to pay!"
"OK. I won't post them on Face Book." (laughing but trying to look serious)
"Pinkie swear!" (I extend my index finger.) (laughs) "That is not your pinkie!"
"OK, OK! I swear!" (extends pinkie)
"You do know that you WILL pay."
"Yes, I know." *giggle*

Now I'm going to go and look for some cheap airfares. I wonder how far I'll get on $20?"