This third installment of the weekly bazaar is quite heavy on children’s clothing— there was a lot of it on display this week. So, without further ado, on with the Turklish!
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Getting the word out about your drug dealing business can be tricky when you’re not yet old enough to talk.
I’m not sure which is more disturbing: the fact that this is a baby’s shirt, or that there was a domestic animal’s tongue involved somehow.
Go on, say it out loud. You know you want to.
I’m proud of my double major, so what? Shut up, putting it on my clothes isn’t lame.
Oh. Uh…. yeah.
A shirt from the Kinki Kids Collection. With lace, and a satin bow. Mmm-hmm.
The Exploring Expedition crew don’t seem to be too worried about the snappish shelton. Well, this trip was trs expensive, so I guess rather than go home they figure they’ll just run the sign over with the jeep and continue on.
All aboard the 3:10 Gayland Express.
Overheard at the D-Squared South Carolina shirt printing factory: “Hey Travis, does trading have one E or two?”
Note to South Carolinians: hate mail can be directed heere.
Two Star— for when you can’t quite afford something trs expensive.
Looks likes these dogs won the Piston Cup.
Time to head to the person pub.