When Eric and I first married, he authorized me to weed his closet of all unacceptable clothing and footwear.  I ended up with more “no’s” than “yes’s”, but I got him straightened out.  Occasionally he still makes unauthorized clothing purchases.  Crude message t-shirts draw him in like a teenage boy to the annual Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition.

The back of Eric’s favorite running shirt:

I'll give him credit for being honest, at least.

The back of his favorite t-shirt:

He bought this the day he asked me to marry him...after I said yes.

Life got him back on the t-shirt last week.  Take a close look at these pics.  They’re a little blurry because I got the giggles.

I do believe his shirt is on bass ackwards.

You're not taking a picture, are you?

That’s what you call irony, folks.

And, yep, he left the swimming pool like that and I didn’t say a word until we got home and I grabbed my iPhone for the photo opp. 🙂

Have a good one.

Pamelot

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