Jackshirt

My mom bought me a jackshirt that looked like a potato sack. I wore it to school and got called 'spud boy' for a week.

I tried to look cool in my jackshirt. Now I look like I got dressed in the dark and got hit by a trash can.

My jackshirt is so old it has holes and a life of its own. It’s like it’s plotting against me.

I wore the same jackshirt for three days straight. My gym teacher asked if I was training for a bear attack.

My jackshirt is so smelly it could wake up the dead. I wear it to sleep and dream about laundry.

I tried to wear my jackshirt to prom. The prom queen asked if I was a ghost.

My jackshirt is so stained it looks like it was in a paint fight. I wear it everywhere and people just sigh.

I wore my jackshirt to the restaurant. The waiter asked if I was a homeless man in disguise.

I wore my jackshirt to my cousin’s wedding. Now I’m known as the 'sweatshirt disaster' in the family.