[he pretends he didn't hear that; he knows it's true.

soon, he finds a male doll wearing a T-shirt bearing a big snap in the back and trousers that are far too long for his legs (and also bearing a strip of Velcro in the front), but seeing as his other options all involved skirts of some sort, he opts for that outfit and simply rolls up the trouser legs.]

Well...[he makes a face, adjusting his clothes. nothing fit right whatsoever.] It's been a while since I've "gone commando", and I'm now remembering why.

And I think I'll have a chat with those doll makers to at least make them anatomically correct. Nobody's legs are that long. Well, not any human's.