Rock was out for a hike with the Gimblets—the whole gang, like in the old days, with Susie and Jayme and Ron and Elaine, out on some dusty country roads way out of town. He wore a new pair of boxer shorts he bought the day before and an old t-shirt.
His shorts were decorated by row after row of tiny Krispy Kreme Donut delivery vans, white with green cabs and a red logos painted along the sides. Rock had walked ahead of his friends and noticed what looked like a meter of some sort stuck in the road near an old, narrow bridge. As he approached it, it began to read his shorts: "Krispy Kreme Donuts. White with green and red."
He turned to his partners behind. "Hey, y'all, check this out," Rock said. "This thing's reading my new boxers."
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