THIS TEXT GOES ON THE FRONT OF THE T-SHIRTS
- IF YOU HAVE AN AUDIO “BIO-CHIP” IMPLANT IN YOUR NECK,
KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT TO ME, OR,
I’LL PUT A SIZE 11-DD IMPLANT IN YOUR FUCKING ASS.
- I HAVE “BPD”, BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER,
MY SHRINK, JASON BLANTZ, AND HIS CO-WORKER, JULIAN CLARK,
HAVE “CRI”, CRANIAL RECTAL INVERSION…
THEIR HEADS ARE STUCK IN THEIR ASSES.
- MY NAME IS JACK SCHITT, AND I HAVE A FRIEND…
HIS NAME IS “BAD ATTITUDE“, AND HE IS NOT HERE TO SEE ME.
SO IF YOU WANT TO CHAT, PLEASE ASK, AND I WILL GLADLY
GIVE YOU A FREE CAN OF “SHUT THE FUCK UP”.
- I HAVE NO NEED FOR YOUR BOVINE EXCREMENT…ASSHOLE.
- IF WE TELL EACH OTHER WE FUCK LIKE RABBITS, DO YOU THINK
RABBITS TELL EACH OTHER THEY FUCK LIKE METH-HEADS?
- IF METHAMPHETAMINE HELPS CHILDREN FOCUS,
WHY IN THE FUCK DOESN’T SOMEONE GIVE IT TO
OUR GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS…AND MY SHRINK,
JASON BLANTZ.
- IF YOU ARE USING METHAMPHETAMINE
AND YOU ARE NOT BEING PIMPED OUT TO THE
ILLEGAL SEX TRADE IN SAN FRANCISCO,
YOU ARE NOT DOING “METH”
IT IS TOXIC MOLD, THAT CAUSES
SERIOUS HEALTH PROBLEMS AND MEMORY LOSS.
THIS TEXT GOES ON THE BACK OF THE T-SHIRTS
THIS T-SHIRT IS COURTESY OF MY $1,372.00 PER MONTH
SOCIAL SECURITY DISABILITY CHECK…
AND I THANK YOU ALL FOR MY SOCIAL DISORDER AND YOUR MONEY.
GOD BLESS AMERICA AND YOUR TAX DOLLARS.
NOW, THAT, WOULD BE ARROGANT AS FUCK.!!
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