Boy, don’t tell me they can’t ask you some burners. I don’t know. I’m just going to let you do the deciding of that. You shouldn’t be parading around before people with them on; I—I know that. So that way it would be, but in the…in going to bed I—I—I don’t know. I’m going to have to back up on that one too. I told you I’d be honest if I didn’t know. I’m not going to put my own thought about it (all right), unless you want my own thought. If you want that, I’ll tell you. See? Now remember, it isn’t…it—it…This—this could be a million miles wrong. I think it’d look nice to have a nightgown on. But—but if you—but if you…But that’s just up to you. Now, I can’t—I can’t tell you that, ’cause I couldn’t back it up. Now, that’s—that’s—that’s me, not Him, remember. See?

Questions and Answers #3, 1964-08-30, Jeffersonville, IN, §269