I have never understood why anyone would deliberately
wear a garment that arrogantly parades their stupidity
for all the world to see (and be offended by). I’ll
never forget the first time I saw something that fit into this category: a big, angry looking man walking around a typical neighborhood grocery store wearing a
black shirt that said “Fuck You!” It was like reading
a joke that I “didn’t get”. How is this funny? The
only conclusion I could come to is he liked fighting.

Over time, I’ve concluded that its kind of like the animals in nature that have bright stripes to mark them as poisonous, or the sound of the rattlesnake.
That these supposedly thinking beings mark themselves
is the fascinating part. We can only be grateful they
warn us all of the poison lurking in their minds.

I arrived at this site while trying to investigate something I saw on the bus. I’m a pretty liberal, and
liberated, person. And I’m usually hard to shock. Or
embarrass for that matter, but I believe I blushed over this one. This guy came walking down the aisle of a Metro bus, and right past my wife and a friend who were talking intently and somehow didn’t notice
what I couldn’t possibly avoid seeing! He had on a band T-shirt (and I wish I could remember the band name, but I can’t…I’m guessing alternative rock or
punk). It only had the band name and a photo…a super-enlarged photo that covered the whole shirt.
As a result, it was distorted, and because of the abnormal size and seeing it outside any remotely sane context, I couldn’t figure out what I was looking at for maybe 10 seconds. I just stared at this strange
organic-looking image. Then I realized it was an
extreme close-up of a woman’s genitalia, which she was
holding open with her hands. It was an image out of
the most tasteless pornography, or a gynecological exam, and it was enlarged to the point that her clitoris was the size of my fist. I can’t tell you how shocked I was. I came so close to walking to the
back of the bus and talking to the guy out of simple
scientific curiousity about the sociological and psychological aspects of it. What kind of guy wears that? What reaction does he get? Isn’t he even slightly worried he will be…I don’t know…stoned?!?
I have to admit I was a little surprised the bus driver even let him board the bus! I’ve been asked not to board for having a drink! So, if anyone reads
this, and wants to discuss this weirdness, I’ll check
back.

It makes me wanna carry around a paintball gun. And use it.

They’ve got clever gags that both required thinking in the process of making them and require some thinking in the process of understanding them (f.ex. if ya don’t know who Cthulhu is, Cthulhu-shirts lose some of their edge).

The shirt-gags primarily spoof geek culture and the most offensive t-shirt I have seen there says: “If you don’t talk to your cat about catnip, who will?”

As for their cardgame Lunch Money…Catholic school girls attacking each other for lunch money…not my thing (thus, I won’t put any money into it). They state, “All of the designs are in good fun, but may offend some of our more conservative customers. Beware!”

Just go for the shirts

I do have a problem with the “Juicy” product line. What self-respecting woman (who isn’t a whore) would wear a pair of pants that said “Juicy” across the ass?

I see the barely teens wearing T-shirts that say “Size Queen.” While I can forgive them their ignorance, where are the parents and what are they thinking?

I was behind an El Camino that had seen better days, when I noticed a bumper sticker that said, “No ugly fat women.” I had to see what kind of man would put a bumper sticker like that on his vehicle. Interesting. He was fat, homely, and by all appearances, likely made his living driving nails into concrete using his face.

Any establishment that carries the Stop Snitching T-shirts (big red stop sign, with the word “snitching” scrawled across it) should be driven out of business. (The dregs of society have been known to wear them into courtrooms in order to intimidate witnesses. I’m guessing thes are the same scumbags who complain that the police never help when someone they supposedly care for is the victim of crime.)