I can’t offer you a ride, but how about some fruit?

You’d like to buy a sea chariot? No I’m sorry, sir, I don’t carry those. You’ve actually reached the Sea Cherry Hut. Oh my, what a hilarious kerfuffle! Ha! You’ve got to really enunciate for those 411 operators! But, perhaps, while you’re on the line, we could discuss my products, for a moment.

You see, for me, growing and selling underwater fruit is just as thrilling as riding a giant seahorse at high speeds through the tides of the ocean. And just like a giant sea horse must be fitted with armor to protect it from enemy riders, one must also take measures to shield his soul. Well, I will be the first to tell you that your heart will be safe from the spears of unhappiness and depression while you are consuming a ripe, delicious sea cherry. Their salt-water cultivation adds a savory note to their naturally sweet inner juices. Does this not remind you of a giant sea horse, whose practicality as a mode of transportation compliments delightfully his willingness to be your affectionate companion?

So how many boxes of sea cherries can I put you down for? None? Well okay, to each his own.

Where this shirt: while you devotin’ full time to floatin’ under the sea.

Don’t wear this shirt: to enlist in the Marines.

The shirt tells the world: “I like horsing around.”

We call this color: Hi-ho Silver!

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