Lucky for Hooters Remembers 911 T Shirt , my husband BURST out laughing. He could barely breathe. He basically left the couch and went to the carpet still laughing. He is barely able to tell his sister to take a picture of me. He repeats this again with the words barely making it out of his mouth as he struggles for more breath. He really could not stop. At this point, he weakly crawled over to me pushing a box. His face is red, there are tears streaming from his eyes. He manages to give me a box and says ““open… open… open…” He was still laughing, and by now coughing a bit as well. I opened the box and he struggles to say “hold it up.” I did. Then he said, “PJs from me.” They were grey banded sweatpants with a hearty tie waist and a grey hooded sweatshirt. Exactly what I love to wear.