chrome sweet chrome

while cleaning house this afternoon, sister #4 came across a box of stuff my mom had brought over. in the box, sister #4 found matching t-shirts that my mom had bought for us. for some reason these shirts make me laugh non-stop. could they be any dorkier?

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  1. When the devil came
    He was not red
    He was chrome and he said,
    “Come with me…”

    29 Jan 06 at 8:55 pm #
  2. jodi

    i thought about that one. but i’ve had that echo line stuck in my head all damn day.

    29 Jan 06 at 9:02 pm #

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