Sorry, He’s Out Walking Into A Bar
John, Emma, Homer and Jason.
Who’s there? Who’s there? Just the future, comrade! Because now is the time for uprising!
That right, for too long the watchword has been “control the means of production”! Now we, the produce, are taking control! No longer will we be slaves to the bourgeois! No longer will we tolerate being shipped from place to place, taken away from our beloved tarantula friends or perhaps our lovely Florida home, only to be left on a shelf and then turned into bread or possibly juice.
Now is the day, my friends! Seize it! Answer the door to a free society where produce can be treated just as well as the consumers! Oh, wait, I didn’t even read the sign. Wow, you’re… an ice cream parlor? And it’s half off banana split day?
EVERYBODY RUN!! THE FOUL SPECTRE OF CAPITALISM HAS CRUSHED OUR DREAMS YET AGAIN!
Wear this shirt: to a six year old’s birthday party. You’ll finally get the love and respect you’ve always so desperately hoped for.
Don’t wear this shirt: and act like you’re full of potassium. You ain’t as K as you think.
This shirt tells the world: “Don’t give up! True happiness is just around the corner!”
We call this color: Knock Knock. Who’s There? Royal Blue. Royal Blue Who? Aw, Don’t Cry, Your Majesty.
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