We had to put on an outfit: clown tie, jacket, sweater, pants, and shoes.
It was, quite obviously, a race. We all helped each other dress. Of course, the shoes were WAY too big as well as everything else so I couldn't keep it up as I ran. Even Shari and Uncle Maurice played. Jeff was probably the best, he didn't get the sweater pulled on all the way and his stomach was showing. It was pretty hilarious. Unfortunatly there isn't a picture as far as I know.