This is my new Yankees shirt. It's hard to see the writing. Interestingly enough, this very t shirt befell a terrible accident in the paper shredder. I have no idea how it happened. Maybe I shouldn't have put it in there.

This is a rare photo of the t shirt in its original condition, before it met with tragedy. Modeled by the Boston-bred Chris (who incidentally is mentally-dementalized and thinks he's Roger Ebert) it was a heartfelt gift from Fletch of Cambridge who is at M.I.T. and still can't pick a freaking baseball team.  Can't even spell "mitt." You think you know what intelligence is but then...

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 Enough graphix. I haven't had text in a long time...