i have a few tee shirts that are so close to being tossed, i cant stand it. each time i wear them, one with the happy/sad little bunnies, one with a vodka brand on the chest, i think to myself 'you are going right into the trash because its just not right to keep wearing you with your thinning cloth and worn material'. and each time, i wash them again and lovingly fold them and they never make it to the rag box.
i am wearing one now.
bright yellow with the message 'he's dead, jim!'
and me not even a star trek fan.
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