If I had it my way, I would wear a t-shirt every day (see Black Tee Shirt blog for other praise). They're just so simple and comfortable. Everybody embraces them, especially the hipster masses, who have turned the t-shirt into a canvas for self-expression. But people young and old, black and white, tall and short make statements with theirchoice of attire.
The other morning on my way to work, I stood facing the subway window when I rolled up to the York Street stop. The only thing I saw as I looked out was an unbelievable shirt on a large gentleman with a cane. It was a black shirt. And written in silver glitter was the phrase "BITCH, don't make me go O.J. on you!" Besides the message's threatening nature, I was taken aback by how dated this reference is. Couldn't he have substituted O.J. with Scott Peterson? Even if his shirt was made ten years ago, I can't believe he had the balls/gall to wear it.
It makes me wonder what other scary and dated shirts could be out there. Below is a list of ones I'm certain to stumble upon in the coming months.
-Skank, I'll make you cry like Nancy Kerrigan.
-I'll make you disappear like the Lindbergh baby if you don't cook me dinner.
-Ted Kaczynski's got some mail for you, girl.
-Damn, you is all Patty Hearst and shit!
-Sure you're telling the truth, Ollie North.
-Who you been sleepin' with Heidi Fleiss?
-I saw those e-mails you sent, Congressman Mark Foley!
-Where's my money, bitch? You ain't Spiro Agnew!