The baby bird also shall nest in the kittycat’s yard without fear, and the bumblebee shall retire his stinger; and all the critters of the forest shall live in harmony together, even the fatling; whatever a fatling is. It doesn’t sound like a compliment. But whatever.

And the kittycat and Mister Mouseymouse shall share a cheese; their young ones shall lie down together: and the kittycat shall not mangle and devour them.

And the sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp. No, I’m not making that up. It really says that in here. I don’t really know what that’s about, but I’m thinking that when the suckling child gets a little older, his mom will have to teach him not to play with his asp-hole in public.

Wear this shirt: with bondage pants, just to balance out the look a little.

Don’t wear this shirt: while trying to get your cat and mouse to be friends in real life. We foresee a claw-snagged and blood-stained tee.

This shirt tells the world: “Teach lactose tolerance.”

We call this color: I Knew White Away We’d Be Fweinds

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