Don’t go chasing waterfalls, because if you do, you’ll get cut by this asshole who is tired of TLC songs. Just stick to the rivers and the… man, no one who reads this is probably old enough to remember TLC. Just… just take the damn shirt.
Behold, the Homeless Samurai Ichigo, poorly hiding his theft of a 5’ summer sausage from Hillshire Farms in the mall. If he plays it cool, he and his banana scissors are going to make it out of this waterfall mall without getting caught by the rent-a-cops. Also above, the sun exploded into a beautiful nova.
This is a NASA artist’s rendering of the center of a black hole, if you could actually see it. The center is anime. See how the writing cannot escape the event horizon? Neither can the ladies once you slap this on.
The perfect shirt to wipe cheetoh dust on, because it was hand-dyed in cheetohs to start with. Screened on is “Scor/Pio” which of course is the name of that big and ridiculous shoulderpad set that comes with one free mecha-viking.
Okay this shirt is a moldy lasagna cheese layer, people.
The only thing more worrisome than this blog not having dried up on source material is that I actually find that normal.
This is what happens in my tummy when I eat a volcano burrito, only depicted on rayon or some kind of silk/poly blend. Bonus points for not just being a straight pattern, someone TRIED with this construction.
I’ve never seen an anime hawaiian shirt have a stack crash into a Windows Blue Shirt of Death before. I guess this anime needs a REBOOT HUH HUH HUH yeah shut up
ERROR 2: RURONI KENSHIN BOOTLEG ANIME SHIRT HAS CRASHED DUE TO WEIRD COLORING AS IF HE WERE A WASHINGTON MARCHING BAND MEMBER WITH A GILDED PICCOLO.
Gonna be honest, I THOUGHT this was a hawaiian or bowling shirt. The button on her collar fooled me. In fact, I didn’t even notice until I was starting to write this and I erased the first paragraph. That means it gets to stay, in virtue of just how garish it is.
I think this is from that anime where a girl can shoot railguns out of her hands, and there’s like a girl who wears a salad on her head, and it’s generally that level of plausibility. Like being able to pull this off. Even that guy can’t do it.
Yeah.
Here he comes, here comes Speed Racer, he’s a demon on your shirt. He’s sideways fixed now and he’s gonna be chasing after someone, the wrong reasonably right way.
If that was real, the lava he is perched next to would cause his stylish robes to combust from at least ten meters away. His elvish ears would be all sooty, and most of all, there wouldn’t be any writing rising out of a lava pool because lava is not conducive to literature. Quite the opposite.
Also he’d probably die of the pyroclast way before the lava got him anyway.
