Shop

Nah, don’t really have a shop.

Closest I ever came was back in the 5th grade when the parents of a good friend named Bryon owned a corner store. Bryon used to keep us all supplied in bottles of coke and packets of tic tacs. No wonder that shop went belly up a few years later.

If I did have a shop I’d like to think the quality piece of apparel pictured below might literally go flying off the shelves..

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What?

Not your thing you say?

Can’t see yourself getting about town in one of these?

Not even around the house?

Then how’s ’bout trying this one on for size instead –

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Ready to order? Drop it into your cart first then proceed to checkout.

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checkout

Checkout these checkouts!  Who would have thought I would go to all this trouble just to sell a couple of t-shirts, right? If you’re superstitious or even just a little bit stitious (another joke from the $2 bin) however, don’t go near the first lane on the left.

 

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