"Oh man," said an African American jock named Tyler Jackson. He looked down at his shirt, which he had accidentally spilled beer all over.
Rebecca approached him and said "You can go clean up in the bathroom upstairs."
He was relieved. "Thanks, Rebecca." Then he headed up the stairs and down the hall to the bathroom. But halfway down the hall, he stopped. The door to Rebecca's bedroom was open. He looked back over his shoulder and saw that no one was around, then he headed into the bedroom, just to take a look. He had never seen the inside of her room before. Although there were many guys who could say that they have.
On the bed, he spotted a large box with a bunch of smaller boxes inside. Curious, he opened one of the boxes and pulled out a T-shirt. It was brand new, but more importantly, it was clean. He quickly discarded his soaked shirt, then donned the one from the box.
Then he left to go back to the party, without even bothering to see what was printed on the front of the T-shirt, which was ...
