Giant sweaty ball sacks to all those stupid fucking “I heart” t-shirts. It may have been cute once, now it’s just fucking annoying. It’s just like tramp-stamps on your butt, young women wearing playboy bunnies on shit, and wearing ugg boots in public.
Just. Stop. It.
So, I’m starting my own range of tshirts. The ball sack t-shirt. Not young guy nuts either, droopy old bloke nuts.