T-shirts

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I have dozens of them.
They are separated into 2 categories.
Smart and expensive and smart and not so expensive.

I hope that doesn’t sound snobbish, but T-shirts are the things to wear year round in our climate, and if I am going to wear one in the evenings then I am willing to pay good money for them.

I won’t buy anything with obvious designer labels. I only buy solid coloured.
I don’t need the ego trip of showing what fashion house has supplied my clothes and I am certainly not going to advertise for them.

I have brought cheap ones in the past obviously, but they don’t last long before they become mis-shaped and discoloured.
They are then put to one side to wear when gardening or decorating.
Once they get more fucked they are resigned to be cut up for cleaning the car.

I will wear a T-shirt under a jacket, with tailored trousers and proper shoes when we go out at night.

I will wear a lesser quality one with chinos when going to work.

What I won’t wear is cheap crap, and that’s all we will see here as the weather gets warmer.

Rubbish, faded, old T-shirts stretched over fat tourist’s guts, complete with holes and stains from last night’s dinner.

People here go out to eat dressed like the cast of The Walking Dead.
It seems that whatever the season, once they land in Spain they feel that it’s mandatory to wear a T-shirt, shorts and flip flops.
The scruffy fuckers.

Worse than that are the slogan T-shirts.
These can either be ones with childish pictures on them, ones showing some rock bands tour from decades ago, ones in a football teams colours, often with a player’s name on the back who retired after being transferred to half a dozen teams since.

But what absolutely confirms the wearer as being a complete cunt are the T-shirts with pathetic messages on them.

“My mum went to Benidorm and all I got was this shirt”
“I’m with stupid” (with an arrow pointed to the left or right).
“World’s best grandad”.

The people that wear this shite think that they are wacky and interesting.
They are not.
They are cunts.

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92 thoughts on “T-shirts”

  1. A big boy did it then ran away…

    It was orrible Ollie Robbins.

    That notorious villain and absolute stinker.
    Hes to blame for just Peters skipping through security clearance,

    Probably kicks kittens up the arse.

    Yes, thats right,
    Its that Ollies fault.
    Ollie the fall guy.

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  2. It’s undignified and crass, old people wearing T-Shirts, especially ones with printed guff on them.

    My grandad dressed like an old gentleman. Shirt, waistcoat, pocket watch, cap. The whole Albert Tatlock bit. He wouldn’t have been seen dead in a T-Shirt,. It was just not how his generation did things. Old people had more style and class back then.

    Now, seeing some over 60 with ‘Old Guys Rule’ or ‘Oldi’ (in the style of the Aldi logo) is pathetic. Same goes for old ‘uns with that ridiculous luminous coloured hair. They look like cunts.

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  5. Tshirts are great arent they?
    Wear one anywhere.
    Beach, pub, work, funerals,
    Court, whatever.

    But what about the tshirts poorer gyppo brother the humble vest?

    The tarmackers tuxedo
    Layby leisurewear
    Caravan cool

    Does any gentleman on ISAC wear the humble vest?
    , and how much would it be to do my drive?

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    • I think it peaked in the late 80’s with Bruce Willis and Die Hard, Mis. My grandad was a vest fan and used to wear one with trouser braces when he did his morning exercises, more Diet Hard.

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      • Yeah my grandad too LL.

        You think Bruce willis killed off the vest?
        Ruined it for people.

        Just the sort of thing id expect from him.

        He still wears a vest just forgets to wear trousers.

      • To be fair, he is a drooling vegetable now, poor bugger.
        Wonder if Demi Moore’s fanny is poisonous?

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