I don't care what anyone says, but a vintage T-shirt with Lion-O on it is nothing short of 'phat'. Oh yes, I'm talking about the Thundercats. And just in case any of you young folks out there missed out on this old-school animated series, or if you just need a memory jog, click here - at the courtesy of wikipedia: the internet's most comprehensive encyclopedia. (Indeed, I've sold my blogger's integrity out to turn to a life of corporate whoring, or at least I'm hoping to.)

Back to the Thundercats, I can see why some would think that happy, fully-grown cats with rippling bodies, possessing a wardrobe that consists solely of leotards and oversized swords would come off as queer. However, acceptance of such gaiety (no pun intended) is an indication that one is secure about his masculinity, don't you think?

So screw you, if you don't like my shirt, because I think it's cool and that's all that matters. GO Thundercats, Snarf, snarf!




On a side note, I'm handling out a second set of congrats to _____(you know who you are). Looks like I'll be shopping for vintage T-shirts on my own from now on, you bastards.