Well Halloween is over and it WAS time to begin my annual Xmas shopping. I always buy a couple of shirts for my friends and family and a few for myself, I love WOOT. I was always the wait until the last minute kind of gift giver, before I browsed my way way into your little corner of the internet so many years ago. Like running to the mall and elbowing other poor, procrastinating S.O.B's for the only tickle me Elmo doll left. That last minute kind of gift giver. The last couple of years have been different though. WOOT shirts! All of a sudden, after years of being a Humbug, I was the guy heading to Bob Cratchit's for Goose. People loved their shirts!; it wasn't like the kitchen utensils I used to buy at the grocery on the morning of Dec.25th. They wore them even; as opposed to ties shaped like salmon. Beautiful artwork, original designs and each shirt a bastion of quality; all for a reasonable price. I didn't even have to wrap them, the packaging you ship them in was far better than the newspaper and brown paper bags I always use. Every shirt had a label that everyone loved too. Woot! American Apparel, Made In The USA. Well, WOOT, I'm boned, no goose dinner for me. I can only assume that the two monkeys that sneak past my spam filter each day and fill up my inbox are behind your shift to a non-American manufacturer. After reading the reviews, I will not be purchasing anymore Woot! Shirts. Sound like Atlas shirts suck. I'm tall too, so the fit probably won't work. American Apparel makes the best shirts too. They ladt and they're soft. Mortimer, Monte I hope you damn, dirty apes are happy; you've ruined Christmas worse than that Nightmare Tim Burton Jack fella did. I guess everyone's getting New Balance socks and turkey basters this year.