Choosing a work shirt is hard when you pick up empty (or not so empty) beer bottles for a living. I need a black T-shirt for work, but life has taught me that if I wear black T-shirts and my hair down, I look like a heavy metal fan. So I barely ever wear them. Which one.... radios... or rayguns???
Hazah for consumerism! When choosing a T is logical thought progression. And Hooray for dregs! Hooray for dregs indeed.