There have been plenty of times where I’ve realized that I needed to go out to the store immediately.  Whether it be for beer, food, toilet paper,  or beer, those moments just happen.  In these circumstances, I just go.  I don’t waste time getting all properly dressed or anything, I just throw on a shirt and flip flops and go.  Maybe I’ll put some pants on too, but only if I’m not already too drunk to notice that I’m not wearing any.  All the while that I’ve done this, I’m pretty sure I have not looked worse than the fellow in this picture.

If he’s not Cookie Monster’s personal cookie assistant, I can’t make any sense of this.