Well, Whaddya Know

I recently got my first pair of sweatpants (spirit wear!) and pulled out some t-shirts from back in the day to complete the slummocky look. I was excited to pull out my Death Cigarettes shirt. I got it one time when I got home for the summer from college and there was a surf shop on A-1-A in Deerfield Beach having a Midnight Sale! Dorothy and I went and I got this shirt. It's all black, with a skull and crossbones on one side, next to the words Death Cigarettes. I didn't know at the time what it meant, but the irony amused me. Plus I like the cool stuff...

So I pulled out the shirt this morning and my first thought was, Watch, I'm going to look online and find out it was an actual brand of cigarettes...  I went online to look it up and Sure Enough. Marketed to the Underground Punk Scene in England.

Now, I don't smoke. I have never smoked anything and I will never smoke anything. I think it's super-nasty. BUT I once got a Joe Camel shirt from a giveaway at work and wore it around all the time. And now I also have this shirt for another brand of cigarettes. Smoking isn't cool, but they sure make some cool-looking shirts. Is that how they get the weak-minded to smoke? It must be.

Now that I think about it, I also had a shirt that I loved to wear in high school that featured a picture of a drunk mexican surfer and the saying "Everybody Needs Tequila." What is wrong with me??!! I don't drink either, but I would wear that shirt around in a heartbeat!