Here we see the problem inherent in mail-ordering shirts. The collar labels on these three claim they’re all the same size. The middle one fits well while the other two would have me mimic, respectively, a pup tent and a rather tightly-wrapped mummy.
I have sent words – restrained ones, I thought, considering the alternately grumbling and growling noises I seem to be making.
Excuse me while I fetch my eyebrows.