At first I bought this shirt thinking it was a for the band Three Dog Night or that it was three dogs eating a cookie...either way I had to have it. When the shirt arrived in the mail I was furious for about two minutes, then I felt a little sick to my stomach because I had eaten too many chicken sausages, so I took some TUMS and felt better. After that I drank about 12 or 13 beers and fell asleep on the couch. I woke up around 3 in the morning and was going to go crawl into bed when I noticed the "Three Wolf Howling at the Moon" shirt that I had totally forgotten about. "Of course!" I said to myself, "Three Wolves Howling at the Moon makes a lot more sense than three dogs trying to eat a cookie." I couldn't believe how stupid and senseless I had been prior to this revelation. What got me the most upset is that I had gone to half a year of community college and usually consider myself an athlete and a scholar. The best thing about this shirt is that it is black which symbolizes (of course) night which is when the moon comes out. Also when I wear it and my arms are coming out of the arm-holes and my head is coming out of the head-hole it is kind of like I am a wolf/moon super-villain which does absolutely amazing things to my ego.
Copyright (c) 2008-2009 http://crudeandfeckless.blogspot.com/ by Kevin McDonald
5 comments:
You said 'chicken'
I like that you somehow manage a sentence with the words "head-hole," "supervillian" and "ego." Only a shirt with THREE wolves could bring out all that in a man. Two would be too few. Four would be too many.
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Wow. That was a mouthful. Were you drunk when you wrote this? Cause if so, props to you bro. I'm hungry now...
Visiting by way of Amy. Great review!
Did you order the matching mullet-cap?
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