@2many2no@narfcake@sammydog01 Meh. That just makes you normal. My wife never gets my shirts either (though she did giggle at turtle). She is routinely surprised when I win, and often wonders what is wrong with me and/or wooters in general that it would work out that way. She is, of course, happy with the prize money however.
Still no love for us tall guys? My Nordic barbarian ancestry (Of which I am extremely proud BTW) has cursed me with an extremely long torso. Trust me, you do not want to see a 6’7" 270 lb. hairy man with a beer gut in a belly shirt.
Decided to buy the Meh shirt. Intended to use my coupon earned during the halloween fidget spinner incident. At the critical moment realized I don’t know the coupon code and cannot find the e-mail. Bought the shirt anyway. Now I just feel used.
So, let me get this straight… you have (supposedly “intelligent” young (…er than I) who have carved nice niches into the retail market online and an invaluable sense of humor (except for the one who who spews that everlasting diatribe) and these shirts are your best Go To items? Really? And you find a tasteless, no principled company to print them! But to top it off, you must be selling 100s of 1000s of them to keep bringing back various versions! GOOD ON YA!! Enterprising and Entertaining (I lied about the tasteless diatribe penned in secret languages only the hippest can discern - not I) people!! I love when new risky ideas turn into income producing, helpful, job making products or services. I admit to being a tad jealous having had to do the hard labor that bites you in the ass years later when the body starts breaking down, to do this same thing but the actual travel to NJ or NYC, choosing product, negotiation, hand packing a tractor trailer full, moving it 2-4 hours home to a warehouse, unpacking the truck, planning where to set up at flea markets, packing a box truck, getting up before dawn, driving 1-2 hrs, setting up in whatever weather abounds and hawking the wares. Watching with eagle eggs for theft. Eating egg, hot pepper and meat sandwiches with hot coffee from a fellow vendor was the highlight. Then packing what wasn’t sold back into the truck, driving home at dusk or dark, unloading the truck after the weekend (not good for tires or truck if left in)… and then the 8-4 job during the week while raising kids. Usually it was a 2 person operation. Yeah. Just. A. Bit. Jealous. But I have experiences and people skills the newer generations will never have, will only read about in history books. Ok. I’m done. Have I matched the diatribe dribble? Do I win something wonderful (not a T-shirt!)?
I am hoping two things by buying this one is that it is the same maker of the one I just got in which is the softest shirt I have ever worn. The second is I hope they are keeping score of who has bought all these shirts when they start filling those instant regret boxes.
@dino2269 Your last meh shirt was on the tri-blend, which is the same manufacturer but not exactly the same model. I agree it’s the softest shirt ever. This one’s close, but not quite as soft (and a couple bucks cheaper).