Somewhere, Louis XVI Weeps
3rd place in Derby #64: Pets, with 592 votes!
Love is like oxygen. If you put it in a balloon it will sink, and then explode when it touches a hedgehog. A relationship is about forcing the balloon to rise ever higher, even when all seems lost. Of course, if only one person is holding the balloon, their arms will get tired. If several people are holding the balloon, there may be jealousy, or in some cases the ATF will raid their compound.
There’s no right way to keep that balloon going. It takes compromise, promises, arguments and sometimes flat out lying. But the moment you let your guard down, the hedgehog is there, waiting, waiting with bitter eyes, wating with its tiny paws touching the rubber membrane of another couple’s failed dreams, waiting to pop the balloon and bring the struggle to a sudden, tragic end.
But, in secret, the hedgehog wishes for a balloon of its own.
This shirt was designed by: badTchap, of whom we know very little. But we think she’s a chap, we know she is bad, and we hear people call her “T”. That’s about as much as we knew about Boba Fett after Empire and Boba Fett sold a few million dollars worth of merchandise. People just seem to like the unknown. And helmets. People love helmets.
Wear this shirt: when you feel like relaxing but don’t want to be touched because it’s “that time”. And by “that time”, we mean Monday at 9:00pm. We’re trying to pay attention, you know, this stuff might turn out to be important in the finale. Stop bugging us! Jeez!
Don’t wear this shirt: and then sit on a freshly painted bench. You’ll feel really stupid and it will be hard to clean.
This shirt tells the world: “You’ll probably be able to talk to me about Invader Zim.”
We call this color: Heathergehogray
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