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It’s Like, Yeah, Motherfucker, We Sell Shirts Now

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So I just did the weirdest thing.

I’m sitting at home, all alone, with no plans to leave the house (it’s all smoky outside here in LA) or make so much as telephone contact with another human being tonight (I have a tendency to isolate) and all of a sudden I put on deodorant. And I didn’t even realize I did it until I’m sitting down to work and thinking “My armpits feel different now.” How weird is that?

Anyway, we’re selling shirts now.

And hats and thongs.

And condoms, just as soon as Cafe Press lets us.

We have no plans to sell diaphragms. So don’t ask.

Anyway, I know I’ve been promising this to some of you since, like, Shiloh was just a beautiful sperm gliding around Brad Pitt’s nuts, so here it is. Check out the store, buy some stuff, and let us know if there are color/logo combinations you want that we don’t offer and I’ll see what I can do. I’m like your own personal stylist. With nice, dry armpits.

Thanks Anna!

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