Mr McGee was down in town this morning when he bumped in to his fried Doc. They cut through the Bon Ton department store which was crowded with folks interested in a sales lady promoting waffle-weave shirts with their special magical fibres that you can pull twist and pound but not ruin it and it repels dirt. Doc wants to walk on by but Fibber is sucked in especially when she demonstrates that any amount of dirt can be easily washed out. Doc on the other hand prefers to buy himself a luxury silk shirt.