Brad expects me to do the packing of the clothes for trips. I usually do a great job packing for the kids but sometimes stink a bit when it comes to his stuff (I know, tough, why doesn't he pack HIMSELF) He wanted to have his motorcycle riding (get up) and I grabbed his star trek shirt. That is a bit snug. In my defense, they are the same colors. I laughed so hard I nearly wet myself. He looked like such a nerd riding his bike.