I should preface by saying I watched this man rummage through a garbage can before I faked a phone call and u-turned to get the close-up shot of the T.
The t-shirt itself, for many, requires a translator to be understood. When I first shared my photo, I found myself having to say "read it out loud" before the humor could even start to be found. (And in all actuality, I don't think the shirt when originally designed was intended for humor.) But what's worse, is that somewhere before this ended up at Good Will, the shirt was most likely used at a marketing tool aimed to convince young minds to invest what little funds they may have into Po-No-Mo Records so that they can turn into the gold iconic "musician" we see in the middle.
A few clicks on Google let me to the words of Po-No-Mo's CEO:
I'm determined to run a successful record label, as well as do good honest business. I feel that alot has been taken away from the indusry because people are afraid to come together because they are scared they are going to loose out on something. Let's pull our resources together and make this happen for the D/FW. Ya' feel me!!!
No, chief executive officer, grammatical errors aside, I'm not feeling you.
P.S. - I realize it's been nearly a year since my last post. I'm working on that.
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