Judging by T's face, he reluctantly cleans up his old (children's) branded clothes. He finally recognizes that he has no talent for rapping, break dancing or skating. He also hasn't rapped in weeks (thankfully). But at least he is working on something as always. which is better than being useless most of the time. Luckily there's gymnastics (yawn, scratch head, yawn, look at phone, scratch head, yawn, repeat) for the disabled again today, I'm ready for a good laugh.