"Dear lord, it must be an epidemic," Shirley proclaimed as she stepped into Alan's office.

"What would that be, Shirley," Alan said, looking up from the stack of folders he was collecting from his desk.

She stared, then asked, "You do realize that you're not wearing any pants, don't you?"

"Of course," he replied, as if it was perfectly normal, however, seeing the puzzled look on her face, he elaborated, "It's National No Pants Day ... admittedly, I haven't celebrated in some time, but figured, after the way Denny saved my ass, I needed to do so this year."

"I see," she said, and was about to leave his office when she turned back and said, "You don't have any court appearances today, I hope."

"Sadly, no ... just a meeting with a client in Denny's office." And with that, he walked past Shirley, and down the hall ... the big bulls-eye on his ass swaying as he walked.