Conveniently short-sleeved so there’s no excess fabric to encumber your swordsmanship after your gruesome battlefield amputations!

There’s a term for this variety of nerd. You know the kind we mean. People who can recite the entire screenplay of Monty Python and the Holy Grail from start to finish—and not only can, but will, if you’re reckless enough to get them started (and no external force compels them to stop).

They still see every Terry Gilliam film that comes out, though they haven’t liked one since Time Bandits. Their fake British accents are terrible despite hours upon hours of rehearsal. For them, John Cleese’s knighthood is overdue, Sarah is still “the other Palin,” and it qualifies as a fascinating conversation to simply answer one Python quotation with another, in an endless game of dueling Arthurs, back and forth, forever.

Yeah, there’s a special term we use for this particular type of irrepressible, obsessive, socially-impaired weirdo freak.

We call them: Our best friends.

Wear this shirt: while out running. (Away!)

Don’t wear this shirt: to Camelot. It is a silly place.

This shirt tells the world: “All right, we’ll call it a draw.”

We call this color: Legendary Black Tee of Aaaaarrrrrrggghhh

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