Mr. Suspicious

I glanced out the window just before taking my dog for a walk. I noticed a man in front of garage six taking off his pants. It was 7:30 AM. He sat for a moment on two cinder blocks wearing his red boxers and orange high-top sneakers. Then he took a pair of pants out of a garbage bag he had and put them on. As I was leaving I could see that it was Mr. Suspicious. I felt sorry for him.