For whatever reason, I'm not feeling this tee (gross...). It might be the bastardized slogan, which doesn't strike me as all that clever. It might be the strange countenance on the model's clearly disaffected face (once more with feeling, please...). It might be the price tag ($24). Regardless, if Vagina really Is For Lovers, I'm moving to for West Fuckin VIRGINia. 

 

I don't even know where to start with this curious picture, which lends new meaning to the phrase "sweating the small stuff." Strange and opportunistic sexual fetish? Check. Oddly poetic slogan masking a Napoleon complex? Double check. Pedophile-dbag mustache? Triple check.

Topical tees: I @#%! On the First Date & Gimme Head Til I'm Dead

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