Don’t Bite Your Friends T Shirt

by on September 2, 2011

Solid shirt right here. You really need to remember not to bite your friends. If this is something you don’t naturally remember, then you should probably buy the Don’t Bite Your Friends T Shirt and wear it whenever you are around friends. This doesn’t apply to relatives or co-workers. You can bite them all you want, though be careful with the work chums, because that’s how rumors start.

Look At Me Shirts really doesn’t mess around when it comes to shirts with a message, so you shouldn’t mess around with not buying one. That would be uncool.

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Tim September 3, 2011 at 12:56 am

When I think of rumors I think of that Fleetwood Mac album and that song Dreams and I say let em talk–that song is good. Check out that YouTube video of the live performance. When Stevie hits it and Lindsey’s pulling that cool sound out of that guitar he gives her a look of admiration and concordance that’s quite moving. I think he was wearing this shirt to remind himself to be that cool because you know what an a**hole coke made everyone in the 70s. They say Stevie did cocaine suppositories, which I don’t recommend, as I did one in 76 and my a** has never been the same.


Booker Addison September 3, 2011 at 11:07 am

@Tim – I call bullsh*t on this. You weren’t even alive in ’76. What I might believe is you got the year wrong since you’ve been a mule for the cartels for 15 years, and have had an “incident” or two in transit. You wish you were stuffing drugs into your rectum in the ’70s, because it was groundbreaking, fresh, and much more sexy back then. One thing I have to say is that your writing is snappy and I wish you would write for me…if only I could afford your fees.


Tim September 3, 2011 at 11:28 am

I was alive in 76, sir–I am a bicentennial man. But you’re right, you couldn’t afford my fees. Though you could easily match my day job’s rate. Easily.

I’m going to check out the shirt of the day, buy it, then go eat some salami. But that’s not a come on, Booker–I’m not gay.


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