Heavens sakes, I don't even hardly walk around the HOUSE naked, much less in public.

When I was a teenager and my church youth group took a trip to Colorado & New Mexico, on the way we took a side trip to Juarez, Mexico. We were just walking along the sidewalk one evening after supper, and our pard Doug stopped dead in his tracks and stood there speechless.

What is it, man? we all asked.

He stood there, still speechless, and pointed down the street. "Did you see that convertible that just went by?"

No, we said.

Well, he said, the woman driving it didn't have any clothes on...