You may recall that I crafted this magical experience about a month ago. In order to shamelessly stall as I complete the last segment of Siege Reloaded, I've decided to craft a second tour through the wonderful world of t-shirts marketed towards the legally retarded.

I always thought this phrase only existed in bad sitcoms. Once again, I’ve been proven wrong.


Idiot by definition.


“Egad, this is no gas pump at all, but a phallus! I’ve been had!”


“My trust in sandwiches has been betrayed as well! When will the deception end?”


Refreshingly direct.


I cry when idiots procreate.


What, you couldn’t find a way to make Wikipedia sound vaguely sexual?


I get the feeling this shirt only comes in large.


Deer are the serial killers of the woods, after all.


I think in this case I'll hate the player and not the game.


Now I know what happens when copyright infringement, alcoholism, and disposable income collide.


That’s right kids, a single rosary in Columbine High School is all that would have been necessary to turn their guns into loaves of bread and fish.

5/26/2010
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