The funniest thing happened today. I was walking back home from college. As I crossed a road, I got caught in a fleet of traffic. Right in front of me, in a lovely car, was a young, good-looking chap, staring at me. Self-consciously, I wondered why he looked at me so. It took me five seconds of gazing to realize that he was wearing the exact same shirt as me. I wonder whom it was more embarassing for, me or him?