Socks
Description: Li'l Perfidia greets her disappointments with a little twist of optimism. When everyone leaves you and you're desperate and lonely in this world, then call upon a defenseless pet to help you through tough times! They can't complain that much, and they sure are nice to squeeze.
Description: I know what you were thinking of doing, so you can stop thinking that as well. You're not going anywhere, and you're certainly not going to do what you were planning on doing, so just leave it alone, will you? No, no, no, just plain no, and stop even trying to deny that you were trying to get away with what you were trying to get away with. That's enough!
Description: Why not wear the mug of our disgraced 37th President of the United Snakes of America on your chest? His middle name, "Milhous," stands for all that is awkward, untimely, unfortunate, and misbegotten. As an enemy to Hippies everywhere he was a perfect square and scapegoat. As a traitor and cheat he stands proudly with other reprobates in the Hall of Awful Presidents. There's always room for one more! We chose RED for the preview. Rabid anti-commie Nix would have LOVED that.
Description: You've got lots of stuff with robots on it, I know. But you don't have any with a robot in this pose - dejected, slightly discouraged, unable to figure out what to do next. And yet you, like me, spend a lot of your time feeling like this and taking this posture. Fix that right away - this design awaits you in all its forms!
Description: Not just the title of a perplexing and fascinating mini-comic available at nakedrabbit.com. Wearing this shirt proclaims to the world that you, my friend, are a total weirdo and cannot be trusted to behave well in public. This site will only allow purchase of this shirt to people who are certifiably deranged.
Description: The big questions are always the hardest to answer. "Why are we here?" "Is there a meaning to life?" "What is this thing called Love?" and, most frustratingly, "Why do people get so many bad tattoos on their asses?" Ah, these mysteries. If they had simple answers what would we humans do with ourselves if not to bust our brains coming up with nonsensical solutions?
Description: After a long day being a crusty old sea dog you pull into the dockside tavern and you expect some fan service, yeah? A busty barmaid to take your order, and perhaps later whack you on the noggin with a beer stein when you get a little too grabby. What a letdown. It's just that hamster in drag.
Description: Yes, this slightly creepy old dude is casting his reflections back into the sands of time... what does he see? That time he mistakenly tore the wrong end of a cereal packet and the corn flakes came tumbling all over the table? That time he parked a little too close to the Volvo? The sweet smell of gasoline? Cripes, this guys is boring.
Description: Poor Perfidia! Whenever she gets interested in some "boi" a slinky rival appears and snatches him from her prepubescent clutches. Is there no hope for this girl? She may be in dire straights right now, but we're pretty sure things work out for her when she gets just a bit older.