This "shirt" lives in my sock drawer ... in the back. It has only been worn once.
Years ago (seems like yesterday) when my eldest daughter was in 8th and just beginning to ... um, blossom, ... she went shopping on her own. Somehow (????) she made the decision to pick this shirt from all the many shirts in Mall Land. She also managed to wear it to school, even though at that age she had to have ridden with either me or her Mom and I can't imagine us not NOTICING the advertisement across her chest.
I'm thinking strategic use of a jacket was involved here.
Anyway, the poor thing didn't have a chance of getting away with it since I worked at the school she attended.
It wasn't long before one of my lady teacher pals caught me in the hall and made a "Did Katie's shirt pass Dad inspection?" comment.
I was clueless at that point, and she would not give details, but I managed to cross paths with Kate later in the day.
"When we get home, go change, and bring me that shirt!!"
So, it is that the Hot Surface shirt came to live, balled up in the back of my sock drawer with my old NPS tie tacs and badge.
Fast forward about 6 years to 2007 and my baby boy is a freshman in highschool. His freshman class sponsor came to me and asked if I was okay with Jr.'s class shirt saying. She just wanted to be sure before she sent the order off.
Each kid was putting a nickname on the hoodie style shirts they were about to order and my knucklehead had chosen, "STUDMUFFIN" for the back of his shirt.
I have been taking big heat for my answer to that question.
He loves his shirt though.