So I was minding my own business Saturday Night when a sharply dressed black dude taps me on the shoulder and asks for a picture because according to him I looked “Clean as Fuck.”    Probably the nicest thing anybody has ever said to me.    And the thing is he was right.   Like I don’t like tooting my own horn too much because that’s not my thing, but this is how you dress.  Clean as Fuck indeed.  Too bad Wes Welker didn’t get the Miltons memo.  Beat down city.