Last night he took some cold medicine that knocked him out for a few hours. So I went to the bedroom to check on him. When I opened the door, I saw him asleep, unshaven, feet hanging off the bed.....wearing a blue knitted beanie, his hunting jacket, a pair of Beavis and Butthead pajama pants.....and his crocs.
Now mind you, he wears a size 14 shoe...so these look like actual crocodiles. They're rough.
Poor guy....I started to throw my loose change down next to him and cover him up with a newspaper!! It beat all Ive ever seen. This cold....has humbled the beast. And turned him into a hobo.