This gets my vote for best shirt of the year. How often do you come across a wicked shirt that not only looks classy, but lets the world know about your allegiance to the mighty Satan? I’ve rocked this tee to church before. Grandma couldn’t figure out why I was such a fan of satin, lol. It’s because it’s so soft and silky, now get the hell back in the car, I cracked the window for you and everything. Don’t miss out on our exclusive satan phonetic tee, grab yourself one today!
After about your 10th beer, you will probably need a designated driver. Lightweight. This shirt says “Double D For the PPD” then “Designated driver for the piss poor drunks, what did you think it meant, pervert?” It was made special for a friend of ours. Unlike this model, she actually has some double D’s, which makes the shirt funnier, cause B-cup for the ppd just doesn’t work. Now that we made her shirt, she can NEVER drink, which not only means there is more booze for us, but she also gets to experience our full charm as she is driving us about. That’s how it works right, the more booze the more charming you get? That’s at least how it works for the ppd crew.
Maybe you aren’t a cock, or a jackass, well that is why we made this special t-shirt for you, cause chances are you are a douche. No? Well chances are one of your friends are, so pick up this special phonetic shirt just for them. Don’t be a douche. See what I did there? Sigh.
Always beating other people to the punchline? Sometimes park too close so some other guy has to squeeze his fat ass into his car? Ever wrote a check in Walmart for a pack of cigarettes and some gummy bears? Well, my friend, you are probably a jackass. Ya may as well pick up the shirt and let people know that you are one offensive mofo.
Hey let the world know. You are a Cock, and you don’t care who knows about it. If you aren’t a cock, you for sure have a friend or two who are. You know, the guy that never kicks in for beer, or the other a-hole that always cock blocks you at the bar. Hell, even grab one of these beauties for mom, and tell her you bought it at Ikea, then laugh behind her back every time she wears it. Booya, in your face………mom.
