Woot Shirt : One Shirt, No Shoes, No Service (SM)

It was hard to be a cartoon back then. They were closin’ up shop left and right. Sure, we’d all walk around whistling and waving at the audience like we were just happy to be alive, but after hours everybody was scared. If Lionel The Acromegalic Sparrow hadn’t’ve fallen off that cliff headfirst and opened up the vein of Technicolor, I don’t know what we’d’ve done. Thankfully Kosher The Pig already had an accountant so we didn’t make any mistakes. Without that help, we might’ve’nt been able to keep Smiley Tree farm! Of course, Roosevelt confiscated the whole thing in ‘42, when it turned out that Seebus was born in Japan. That was the last time we saw him. Still think about the old gang sometimes, though. We had some good years together.

This shirt was designed by: David Creighton-Pester, a New Zealand artist who comes from a family that has been annoying Creightons since 1841. David personally prefers to use a large steel pot and a copper spoon, which makes the Creighton jump up to thirteen inches at a time! Well done, David!

Wear this shirt: to a jazz club.

Don’t wear this shirt: if you’re an astronaut. These things aren’t pressurized, dude, you’ll end up all Frank Poole up there.

This shirt tells the world: “Put in Dark Side Of The Moon and the second you see me, hit play. Trust me, it’ll blow your mind.”

We call this color: He Starts Out On With A Baby But The Baby Gets Away And So He Chases It And They Almost Get Hit By A Taxi But Don’t And Then They End Up On A Construction Site And The Baby Goes Up On A Pile Of Boards And They Lift The Pile To The Very Top Of The Skyscraper So He Takes The Elevator And He And The Baby Wind Up On A Girder And The Baby Goes Real Close To The Edge And He Runs Out To Save The Baby But Misses And So The Baby Gets Away While He Falls Off The Side Of The Building And Lands In A Trough Of Wet Asphalt.