Can we please imagine that in an André the Giant voice?
I got this shirt yesterday at H&M while exploring Boston (expect a post on that soon). I think I nearly died while in H&M because it was about 85 degrees in there and by the end of my shopping escapade I had a splitting headache and felt like I might ralph on the floor. I had also spent way more money than I was intending, so maybe that was a marketing tactic to scramble your brain into not caring about monetary denominations.
Actually, as I’m writing this I’m starting to feel crummy again, so I’m going to sign off and drink some water.