We’re On For Everything. April One is Death Day.
Please send us pictures of tits. That’s about it for headlines.
Oh, yeah, and the other thing is, we’ve just learned that our factory will belch out our jerseys into the sky and they’ll land at HQ on APRIL FIRST. No, this is not an April Fool’s joke. The joke will be when you have sack spuzz rubbed on your collar before we package it and send it to you.
There’s your headline, here’s your picture.

Oh my gush!!
my Daddy likes it…………