Me too, I kinda gave up on it.
I believe it’s the “Ayatollah Assahola” t-shirt that works for any ayatollah.
Ayatollah Razmada? I think I’ve stayed in a couple of his hotels.
You’ve got a point there. Well, I guess my Khomeni shirt ain’t gonna sell, then. Anyone interested in a jacket reading “Disco Stu?” It was supposed to say “Disco Stud,” but I ran out of room.
Some people choose their T-shirts for shock value.
A friend’s daughter used to date a young man who wore shirts with dreadful things on them. Pictures of concentration camp victims, for instance. Messages such as Ted Bundy Is My Hero and Timothy McVeigh Died for Your Sins. Obviously, the point was to get a rise out of people who had an iota of taste.
Of course! And you know what else? It’s a whole lot cleaner then old Mexico. DUH! :wally
Fair enough; those easily could be identified as being worn for the shock value or (tasteless, IMO) ironic sentiment.
The gentleman wearing the t-shirt in question did not seem like the sort who would a don shirt from your examples though; he was middle aged, pasty, and had an enormous drooping beer-belly. I recognize the fact that I’m judging a book by it’s cover, yes, but the whole picture told a larger story: in Publix at 9:30 at night, buying only beer, and the shirt was faded, stained and had a hole in it. Obviously a “favorite shirt,” well worn.
A post that makes it worth plowing through the posts in this thread, but not subscribing to…dammit.
Agreed.
maybe he gets a kickback from al gore every time someone is offended enough by his t-shirt to post about it on the internet.
Third what LaurAnge says.
Of course, the only way to find out what he thinks about his T-shirt is to go up and ask him…
And that happens to be my official stance on Hayward, CA and Worcester, MA. 
Thanks… I think?
Indeed, Sir. My attempt at humor pales by yours.
Disco Stu doesn’t advertise.
Classic. That entire episode is gold.
No, not really…
Rand? I think there might have been a little whoosh there.
:gulp:
It certainly could be ironic. I once saw a big poster in a Marine Captain’s office in the Pentagon during the Vietnam war. It read, more or less, “Join the Marines. Get superb training. Travel to foreign countries. Meet many interesting people. And kill them.”
Hey, I saw a young female recruiter for the US Army wearing a T-Shirt with “Marines” replaced by “Army”, of course.