It takes you a few minutes to adjust yourself to your car and to get your feet situated. As you stop at a corner you call out to a homeless person on the street corner and give him the food from your fridge and some of your old clothes.
You decide it would probably be best if you get some cloths so you stop at the first big and tall shop you see. The bell rings as you enter and the sales person turns to you. He jumps back a bit and his eyebrows go way up.
“How can I help you today sir?” He inquires politely though you can see he is taken aback by having a five foot tall rabbit in his store.
“Yes, I need some new clothes and I don’t know my size.” He walks over to the counter and grabs a measuring tape. “That’s no problem. Some of our..um.. more ample customers sometimes need to be re-measured. If you'll lift your arms we’ll get you settled.”
Half an hour later and several hundred dollars poorer you step from the store. The sales person was probably calling his friends right now to tell them about his last customer. You chuckle to yourself as you look down at your new clothes.
The size fifty shorts are being held up by suspenders over a white tee-shirt. You had picked up a Hawaiian print for an over shirt. A baseball cap topped off the ensemble and added a nice touch you thought. You had decided you didn’t really need shoes or socks as your feet felt pretty tough.
Unfortunately your grocery shopping experience wasn’t nearly as pleasant and you were in a foul mood when you finally got home. Xander ,the genie had told you his name before you left, was sitting naked on my bed playing with himself. You had showed him how to use the TV before you left and it appears he had used it to make his own show.