Social Commentary at Walgreens

In the interests of warming my car in subzero wind chills (and replenishing our dwindling supply of toilet paper before we had to reenact the “can you spare a square” bit through the laundry chute), I drove to our local Walgreens.

I was feeling a little salty because I not only had to brush snow off the outside of my car, but I got to scrape frost off the inside of the windows as well. (I know, waaaah. But it’s still messed up.)

As I rounded the corner, Charmin squeezed in my hand, I saw this:
Really?

And this:
Sad.

(The shirt on the right is supposed to say “My Dad Rocks” in a ripoff AC/DC font.)

Any kid whose parents buy these also need to look for the shirt that says, “My parents have low self-esteem.”

I don’t have a problem with the Grandma shirt, and I don’t have that much of a problem with the dad shirt, although I find them really cheesy. But “My mom is hot”? Really? Is this the companion garment to the “I’m with the MILF” tank we saw on a guy at the State Fair?

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4 Responses to “Social Commentary at Walgreens”

  1. Dave Lifton Says:

    You know any guy wearing that shirt will grow up to be this guy.

  2. Brian Says:

    First off, I was thankful Lifton’s link didn’t take you to my site.

    Secondly, we all know you are secretly sad they don’t have those same shirts for dogs.

  3. Michele Says:

    Dave — wow. “An enclave of scrote.”

    Brian– yes, I would be first in line to buy one.

  4. Dave Lifton Says:

    It’s true. I spent a lot of time in Providence, where Boston meets Brooklyn.

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