"I am not wearin' anything that draws that much attention to that area," he said, only reaching out to lift one of the shoulders of the sweater as he gaped at it. "At least the unicorn is armed."

Yeah, Tim was much more comfortable with people staring at his crotch - somehow that made sense in Raylan's brain.

"Why are you armed with sweaters at my door exactly? I don't remember a single ugly sweater at any holiday party at the office."