I had a favorite shirt as a child. It had a stain on it and Mom used bleach on it to get it out. Well it worked, along with some of the color. It ended up looking tie died and was still my favorite shirt. That is until it fell apart because the bleached areas eventually disintegrated and it ended up with a lot of holes.
When I was in prime shape I had really tight two-tone shirt that I loved. I started wearing it in High School, then through college. When I got into my 40s I retired it to the rag bag, where my daughter claimed it and wore it several more years.
whahoppened about 3 years ago
Don’t use any of this to judge sanity.
derdave969 about 3 years ago
The shirt is an old and trusted friend. It and Eddie have been through so much together.
Gary Fabian about 3 years ago
I had a favorite shirt as a child. It had a stain on it and Mom used bleach on it to get it out. Well it worked, along with some of the color. It ended up looking tie died and was still my favorite shirt. That is until it fell apart because the bleached areas eventually disintegrated and it ended up with a lot of holes.
Doctor Toon about 3 years ago
My older brother has a purple paisley shirt in the early 70s and I stole it when he outgrew it
I loved that shirt then, and now I hope no pictures of me in it survived
ChessPirate about 3 years ago
My dad had a T-Shirt that was older than me, and that was as I was nearing retirement! (And that wasn’t the only one!)
P51Strega about 3 years ago
When I was in prime shape I had really tight two-tone shirt that I loved. I started wearing it in High School, then through college. When I got into my 40s I retired it to the rag bag, where my daughter claimed it and wore it several more years.
cuzinron47 about 3 years ago
And that one is on it’s way to the trash.