What happened next is speculation. I never arrived at my destination. That much is certain. I might have ended up behind a file cabinet in a NYC post office. I could be at the bottom of a pile of undelivered mail. Perhaps a kid is wearing me like a cape somewhere in Harlem. Whatever my fate, I know that the big guy and I likely will never be reunited. But it was nice that the last person I spent time with was Lee Ann. Things could have been worse!
So while I've been in limbo, there's been plenty of sightings of me, which of course, is impossible. But it appears that there are some who would try to fool the public into thinking that I'd resurfaced. Or possible been reassigned to something other than a large shirt... First case in point, this mystery woman (whom I actually met in one of my journeys!) tried to pass off this shower curtain as me. A close likeness, but not quite. Though I wouldn't mind the gig! (Be sure to click 'em to big 'em!)
Then there were the many who tried to pass off their shirts as me...
Even Joe Cool got in on the action.
As did this Joe Cool wannabe...
Someone even tried to disguise me as a coffee mug
(and not the first time that THAT has happened!)
There have been some other reported "sightings" of me around, and more will be detailed later. But it does appear that my existence remains in limbo. And when one is in limbo, one can contemplate deep subjects. Things like reincarnation. Could I come back in a different form? Not as a coffee cup or a shower curtain, but as a shirt again? Perhaps this is the stuff of future stories....