Mr. Smitty is in the closet!
No, yo, he’s climbing all up in the clothes and sich.
The clothes are minding their own bid’ness on hangers all pressed together tightly and this tightness of fashion options provides a platform upon which the Smee can jump and land.
From there, diagrams are needed to show how the Smitty stands on the left (metaphorical) shoulders of the Misters’ shirts and jumps over the closet pole onto the right shoulders to hide in the little space there under the top shelf.
It is only the friction of the many pressed-together shirts that keeps the Smitty from plunging into the laundry basket beneath.
In closets where the shirtage is less copious -- or where negative space between shirts is provided for airflow -- the Smitty would be jacked!
No comments:
Post a Comment