The Cybermen. The Borg. D.A.R.Y.L. Al Gore. Robot-human hybrids have been with us since the very first time a crazy German named Rotwang fell in love with the dead wife of his main financier. Seriously, his name was Rotwang. It was way before there were censors, obviously.

Of course, if you’re from a city, the first time you see this shirt you’re going to be wondering when they’ll be opening an express from Right Shoulder Acres to Kidneyville without the Ventricle Junction transfer. Everyone else, though, will find it easy to understand. Why shouldn’t they? After all, we’re still the most complex machines on the planet. Not counting the Wack-A-Mole game. One day I’ll get you, third mole from left on back row. One day your haunting mocking bucktoothed laughter will end for good.

This shirt was designed by: WeezTheJuice. We’re not the kind to spread rumors, but we’ve been told that some people are saying that theyz the juice. But hey, you know, research a little before you go to press with that. And whatever happens, keep our names out of it. We’ve got a family now. We can’t risk be sucked into this mess.

Wear this shirt: if you’re working on a project with Ann Wilson, Nancy Wilson and James Lavelle.

Don’t wear this shirt: if you’re that scientist chick from the end of Superman III. Man that scene freaked us out. Let’s just not talk about it any more, okay?

This shirt tells the world: “Kit got a knighthood!”

We call this color: Classified Navy Experiment

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