Clothes are gone

As Dick opened his locker he gasped as not a stitch of clothing was there, not even his Superman underoos. He could hear the guys all chuckling as they watched him. That was when Alex the star quarterback approached him. “Hey, Dick. Where’s your friend? Tommy?”

“I dunno,” Dick said.

“Funny, I thought you two were like glue,” Alex said. “Say, I have a question for you.”

“What is it?” Dick asked.

“Are these yours?” Alex said holding up Dick’s Superman underoos.

The guys all chuckled but Dick glared at him. “Yeah, give those back.”

“Come and get them,” Alex said as he ran out the locker room door.

Dick, of course, chased after him.