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Good riddance to the evil terrorist mastermind who is responsible for why we have to take off our shoes at airport security and get our socks all dirty.
I beat dyslxeia
You remind me of that person from that thing at that place
Ask me about my three felony convictions
15% off all puppies. Only $4.99/lb after discount.
This is a test shirt. If this was a real shirt, it would be a lot cleaner
Wear a shirt in 3 easy steps! 1. Find shirt 2. Buy shirt 3. Put on shirt
Why couldn't Jesus heal himself?
I'd rather be sleeping… with you
I have a bomb
You'll be sorry when I'm dead (because I've always said that the last thing I'd do before I die is your wife)
I never heard my wife's last words, because she was mumbling.
I visited Utah but all I got was two lousy wives.
Be yourself. Unless you're a jerk. Then be someone else.
Google THIS
I am your real father. BTW, Happy Birthday!
I am not a licensed urologist. Just so you know.
If you see me wearing this, I am probably high.
My drinking is better than my driving
I was pro-life until I met you
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Allah Ak-byebye
I beat dsylxeia
You remind me of that person from that thing at that place
Ask me about my three felony convictions
Be yourself. Unless you’re a jerk. Then be someone else.
Wear a shirt in 3 easy steps!
This is a test shirt. If this was a real shirt it would be a lot cleaner.
I visited Utah but all I got was two lousy wives.
If you see me wearing this, I am probably high
I am your real father. BTW, Happy Birthday!
I have a bomb
You’ll be sorry when I’m dead (because I’ve always said that the last thing I’d do before I die is your wife)
Google
this
15% off puppies, only $4.99/lb after discount
I never heard my wife’s last words, because she was mumbling.
I am not a licensed urologist. Just so you know.
My drinking is better than my driving
I’d rather be sleeping…with you
Why couldn’t Jesus heal himself?
I was pro-life until I met you
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