Um... forgot

"I... forgot my clothes..." he blurted out. Shit he was meant to lie because the truth sounded too silly but instead had just told the truth in a way that both made him sound like a dumbass and as if he was lying! Stacy of course picked up on this.
"You... forgot them? Which would mean you streaked from your house... breaking a few public decently laws and not once notice as you walked into school... because you forgot?!" When she said it out loud it really did seem unlikely, and as she also pointed out would make him a criminal with a very flimsy defence! His face blushed even harder as it was clear he was screwed,
"W-well I was i-in a rush!" he tried to explain. "A-and there's no wind, a-and no one said anything!" He could see the secretary behind Stacy struggling to hold in her laughter.
"Well it will make a funny column at least... but their was a rumour about the streaker..." she began slowly. "That he was, well..." she coughed politely as if too shy to say it out right. "lacking..." James gasped, he had already made such a fool of himself, there was no way he could do it again surely!
"W-what?! T-three inches is more then enough!" he almost shouted. Stacy just stared at him in shock as the secretary lost her shit and threw her head back laughing. Shit he had done it again. Stacy snapped out of it and quickly jotted it down in her notepad! He gulped, if this interview went out he would be even more of a laughing stock!
"P-please, s-shit I'm s-sorry! I-I misspoke I... C-can you n-not publish this?" he asked. Stacy couldn't help but smirk.
"Sorry little guy, freedom of the press, got to go! Nice to interview you!" she giggled as she raced out.

At last the secretary stopped laughing.
"Alright little guy, you can head on in, oh boy I hope your ready for the punishment of a life time!" she laughed as she watched his toned ass enter the office.