Let 'em know, just so theres no surprises. After all, there's almost no social faux-pas worse than going to bed with someone and surprising them with your foreskin.

Also a good way to let people know that you're european, if you happen to be european.

A variation on the classic formula: I hate this (noun). Hell, wear one even if you don't hate your school-- it's better than being naked.

Especially suitable for "casual fridays". Wearing one may immediately preclude termination from your job, which could be good or bad, depending on how you look at it.

You hate the internet? That's funny, we hate the internet too. What are the chances...

An excellent way to let girls know that you don't have one of those gross dog penises.

A variation on a timeless phrase. We've specially treated these shirts to make your blood easier to wash out of them.

Tired of having the wrong kind of person buy you drinks? Maybe you're a straight boy, but just a little effeminate, or a girl who's kind of tough. Or maybe you just need to have it written on you to remind you every once in a while.

For anyone who's ever had to say anything like "Uhhh, well, I'm flattered, really, but you see I'm not like that." A bargain at ten bucks, considering the trouble it could save you.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses, "I Started The Wave". Baseball is just an entertainment like watching commercials is so why should people be suprised that none of the players care about the "All-Star" Game. Heck, what if a player got hurt or something and would not be able to play with his/her team in some hot cement sweat factory in the Mid-East. I only go to the baseball games to "Start the Wave". And if anyone is in doubt who started the wave, I just point to my stupid word shirt.

Wear this to the baseball games and see yourself on the Jumbo-Tron. After all, everyone likes the guy who starts the wave. And even if you're not the big loudmouth who can get it going, you'd might as well take the credit for it.

There's wearing your heart on your sleeve, and the there's wearing your ire on your chest. Anyone can wear one of these.

Very to-the-point. Let people know how you feel without even having to open your mouth.

It's simple, it's to the point. Why go to all the trouble of coming out when you could just wear one of these snappy shirts? Say it loud and proud? The hell with that. Don't say it at all, save your breath and let the shirt say it for you.

Also makes an excellent gift for the child you know who's coming up "funny."

There's wearing your heart on your sleeve, and the there's wearing your ire on your chest. Anyone can wear one of these.

There's wearing your heart on your sleeve, and the there's wearing your ire on your chest. Anyone can wear one of these.

Suitable for any family get-together. Buy several.

Wear one every so often just to let your parents know what screw-ups they are.

Wearing one serves as a cover-all for almost any screw up that you cause. "Hey, don't blame me. I was born on drugs."

You'll wear one because you've had one, got it?

Makes an excellent gift for alter boys.

It's not so much that we mind hearing people ask "who's yo daddy?" in principle, but the abuse of grammar just drives us crazy.

And they say a degree in english isn't good for anything...

Jesus, Buddha, Mohammid, other symbols of God... whatever. What we really want to know is What Would Yoda Do? Would he turn the other cheek, or would he maybe kick ass with his light saber? And for that matter, when was the last time you saw Jesus use the force?

WWYD?

Purchasing one of these shirts grants you the authority to administer personality tests to anyone who approaches you about them, and to pass or fail them as you see fit. If there's really a sucker born every minute, this shirt is the best way to draw them close to you.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your shirt. Would you mind giving me one of your personality tests? I can pay."

We don't see what's so smart about smart drinks. All the smart people we know are drinking Dr. Pecker. It quenches your thirst for soda and makes you thirsty for more carnal pursuits.

The secret ingredient is dried, ground up endangered-rhino penis.

you remember "Shut Up, Bitch", well this is the English equivalent to crass and rude. The classic "Show Your Tits" design is one of England's finest calls to masculine behavior in public. When worn on a beer belly this shirt becomes a cry for help, "Stripper Please!" Anyway just remember you can only find it here, unless you fly to England.