Left out in the cold

The head tosser (by which I mean the person who tossed his head, not anything else) must've missed gay t-shirt Friday because today he came in wearing the gayest jumper: a cashmere v-neck pullover with 4 inch horizontal stripes of pastel grey and pink.

All I did was take one look at him and he said, "Don't say anything, I don't care what I look like. I've been ill and this is snuggly".

I didn't have to say anything, he knew.