From the seller who brought us the Sign Language Tee (also NSFW). We await the arrival of matching items, perhaps labelled Little Miss Labia, Little Miss Vulva, Little Miss Clitoral Hood Piercing...
This post is dedicated to Babylon. Let's begin with the delicious manly specimen King Nebuchadnezzar, whose undisputed hot looks are immortalised on a green silk scarf. Admit it, you want to caress that lush unibrow until the silk is all thin and frail.
Urban Dictionary, you're wrong about this one. Hanging Gardens Of Babylon actually refers to unkempt pubic hair. We may have to get off our arses and add the definition ourselves, sigh.
So you thought Babylon was all luscious gardens, but the giraffes tell a very different story. Don't know about you, but King Nebuchadnezzar's unibrow is looking less appealing to us upon hearing this. Shame on you, Your Majesty. You could have spared at least a re-gifted bonsai.
The seller writes: You don't need to be a karate loving priest to bring down the wrath of god. Wear this shirt anytime you find yourself amongst evil and let it be known you can throw down a little "divine intervention" of your own.We just wanted to post it for the second pic, really.
This design was inspired by a very famous line from Peter Jackson's 1992 gore-a-rama "Dead Alive" / "Braindead".
Just the essentials, to get you through the day. You could also chant it as a single word, shitfuckpissasscuntbitch, for extra tang.
This is my T shirt. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My T shirt is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My T shirt, without me, is useless. Without my T shirt, I am useless.
Unless you're fighting a war against whores, this is the newest way to support world peace.
The seller explores the idea behind this shirt: US$20 from bigstonehead at Etsy.John F. Kennedy invited a nation to explore the stars, conquer the deserts, eradicate disease and tap the ocean depths.
Every day brings a new chance for you to breathe in, breathe out, smile, leave the comfort of your house, seek out the heretofore uncharted path, and -- if the mood strikes you -- reach deep inside an elephant. Metaphorically speaking. Or not. Either way.
We hope that one day we can work in an office with a relaxed dress code, so as to wear this tee when the boss asks us to stay back after work. We are already practicing the accompanying melodramatic sighs.
No words can accurately describe this treasure. Besides expletives.
A defecator's delight, this pack will please even the most discerning poo collector.
