This incident isn't as strange as it sounds:
HOUSTON -- It was quite a sight for the lunchtime crowd along one of Houston's busiest streets -- a man decided to carry his clothes instead of wearing them as he walked along Westheimer, officials told News2Houston.
By the time police arrested him 10 blocks later, the man, identified as Brandon Weeks, had dropped his clothes and was just walking nude, according to witnesses.
It took four police officers and three bystanders to subdue Weeks on Westheimer near Chimney Rock.
"The biggest thing was that he was slippery. There's no pants or nothing to hang onto," said Andrew Green, a witness.
Oh, I'm sure they could've found something to hang onto.
The high in Houston yesterday was 96 degrees. Barring storms, we can count on highs above 90 until September in this part of the country. Is it fair to punish a guy for doing the most logical thing imaginable in the face of such extreme heat?
"I'm a retired police officer. I thought I'd help," said Stacey Crisp. "He said his name was Brandon and he was Jesus. That's what he told me."
Remember that the next time you ask yourself, "What would Jesus do?" Because it's pretty obvious to me that in 96 degree heat, he'd walk around butt naked.
And you call yourself Christians.
"I'm a retired police officer. I thought I'd help," said Stacey Crisp. "He said his name was Brandon and he was Jesus. That's what he told me."Help? Help how? What kind of help does Brandon Jesus need? Other than a name that sounds like he's an hispanic/yuppie crossbreed from Deliverance, East Texas, the only help he seemed to need was someone to carry his damn clothes. If Stacey wouldn't carry clothes for Jesus, who would?
God bless air conditioning and cold beer.