Yesterday Andy came downstairs wearing an olive green shirt with khaki and brown accents and black shorts. I made some comment about how his clothes never matched. Andy retorted with his ever constant "What do you mean?". I told him that I would pair that shirt with some khaki shorts, to which he answered black matches everything. He's got me there. Although it didn't look as good, black does indeed match almost everything.
Today he came into my bathroom and said, "See, I match." He was wearing a light blue shirt and orange shorts. I just started laughing. Either the kid is color blind or just has no style. Either way, I think I can dismiss any thoughts I may have had in the past about him being gay.
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