Jerry

Elaine, see this T-shirt, six years I've had this T-shirt. It's my best one, I call him... Golden Boy.

Elaine

Yeah, I'm on the phone here.

Jerry

Golden Boy's always the first shirt I wear out of the laundry. Here... touch Golden Boy!

Elaine

No thanks. (to the phone) Yeah, Yeah I'll hold.

Jerry

But see look at the collar, it's fraying. Golden Boy is slowly dying. Each wash brings him one step closer, that's what makes the T-shirt such a tragic figure.