Eighteen. One-eight. I have eighteen Threadless shirts. And two more on the way.
I am Threadless's whore. Really. I feel like such a dumbass sometimes. But they're all such effing sweet shirts. I might wear them under my scrubs at work. That's right - I wear burgundy scrubs to work. They're not even soft and they were damned expensive. $40 on sale for the set. Ugh. My soul started to leak out my ears in the store, I think. But I suppose for $12 an hour I can deal with it. And I love the people I work with. So yeah, maybe I'll wear my Threadless shirts under my scrubs so I can not deal with the annoying burgundy polyester and get more use out of my awesome. 225 days later
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I am a childcare worker and spend my days playing blocks and dollies. I'm very interested in body modification, and I like photography, but I love to sing. I've been known to tell stories to small children based on my Threadless t-shirts. These include Susan's Bathtime Adventure, The Attempted Capture of Kabuki Fish, Professor Orbax's Mind Machine, The Tea Party in Hand-Land and Professor Silus B. Mooney's Magical Piano. |
Uhhhh...yeah right. I usually get something. So sad. Oh, so sad.