Fuck Duck Shirt!

The bad-ass side of me wants to yell to the world, "where can I buy this, I would wear the shit out of it!" But, you see, I'm no longer 14 years old, and grown-up me realizes that this will not, in fact, attract the ladies. That doesn't stop my adolescent-lizard-brain from wanting one of these so very, very bad. Come on, it looks like Donald Duck just had the epiphany that he's standing on the train tracks and the 8:15 is barreling down on him. If I can't wear that sentiment on my chest, I don't know what's going on in this world.


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