This tshirt from Crooked Monkey brings me back to gym class calisthenics back in third grade. Not totally fond memories, since my tumbling, somersault technique was weak. It was always a lumpy, bumpy ride with me, like I didn’t have enough tuck and I’d get stuck with all the pressure on the top of my head. Then, it was sort of a crash to the ground. But I was tryin’. On the bright side, I wore the stylin’ short shorts, had a bowl haircut, went to Sunday school every weekend, and let everyone know my farmer’s tan was the real deal, while wearin’ my “vintage” ringer tees with the skimpy sleeves.
