This design evokes those illustrious feelings of the days of old where I used to chop wood, and carry logs from the great outdoors into my cabin to start a fire in our old 70's style fireplace and most importantly teen angst. I hated chopping wood, it was so god damn boring, and my hands were always covered in splinters, I felt like a god damn goblin every time I hauled those wood blocks indoors from the cold of the Panorama mountains of B.C.

p.s. We now have a brand new cabin, that uses these fake logs for its fireplace so chopping wood is a thing fo the past, but in the future I'll be able to show my grandchildren this very shirt and tell them that was their grandpappy when he was their age.