Remember when all the hipsters were obsessed with wearing t-shirts with the ultimate ironic logo or phrase? Even better: Remember that time your local Christian Organization asked you to donate your (gently) used clothing to the starving children of Africa?
Well, it's all here. All those t-shirts you donated in 2005 after you ran that stupid 5k. BUT it's for sale. Yep. What the well intentioned "aid" organizations didn't realize is that someone takes those shirts and then sells them back to the very people who need clothing. Sure it's cheap, but it was supposed to be a donation, asshole. So, as a result, those that can afford shirts without holes have ones that say things such as:
Miller High Life, the Champagne of Beers
This is My Fucking Costume
My Sister is a Witch
Sam Houston High Seniors, Class of 2007
and my all time favorite:
Get Rich or Die Tryin'
Horrible. Absolutely horrible. I'm sorry South Sudan. I wish Americans had better taste in the the t-shirts they choose to donate. And I wish the African aid pipeline was less corrupt and the people who really needed clothes could get them for free.
Well, it's all here. All those t-shirts you donated in 2005 after you ran that stupid 5k. BUT it's for sale. Yep. What the well intentioned "aid" organizations didn't realize is that someone takes those shirts and then sells them back to the very people who need clothing. Sure it's cheap, but it was supposed to be a donation, asshole. So, as a result, those that can afford shirts without holes have ones that say things such as:
Miller High Life, the Champagne of Beers
This is My Fucking Costume
My Sister is a Witch
Sam Houston High Seniors, Class of 2007
and my all time favorite:
Get Rich or Die Tryin'
Horrible. Absolutely horrible. I'm sorry South Sudan. I wish Americans had better taste in the the t-shirts they choose to donate. And I wish the African aid pipeline was less corrupt and the people who really needed clothes could get them for free.
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