at the airport near the concourse bar a scruffylooking cat in a black tshirt a size too small implied Look at me! Look at me! and of course  tatted

                               aint nobody unless youre wearing ink or colour 

he figured the human body had minimal space why clutter a billboard whatever the message was they were trying to impart was bound to become disorienting or obscured although perfect camouflage for a graffiti tagged alleyway

the cat wore distressed black jeans thighs and calves grayed  since when did guys buy distressed jeans 

his jeans were stressed by wearing and age 

for some reason his top of his right thigh went split

and his crotch gave out 

                         which never bothered him if he was walking around  or upright  if seated he usually sat up at the bar  it was a conciliation he made with the unknowing public so they wouldnt have to catch or gaze at his coloured underwear between his legs

when visiting family he made no conciliation 

                                                Hell widdem    

if he had to put up with their tyranny

hed dole out some of his own

Grampa.

Yes sweetheart

I can see your underwear.

Arent you happy Im wearing underwear

shed roll her eyes and walking away she yelled  Mom! I can see Grampa’s underwear!

Don’t look.

his daughter always had his back

sometime Twosday, 21  5. 19

Dean Martin  You’re Nobody Until Somebody Loves You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIAEAVKcKrs