See for yourself at order-order.com.
A few weeks back we covered the wrong quote t-shirts available on redbubble, but since then they’ve launched a tumblr and it’s now much easier to see the great material. Here’s our 6 favourite (with no repeats of the ones we liked before.
More at the lovely slightlywrongquotes.tumblr.com
Well done to @Olivianuzzi for spotting and retweeting all this confusion.
Rest in peace, Mr. Mandela. pic.twitter.com/GTs3k4ETAd— Neal Rice (@Neal_Rice) December 6, 2013
Rip Nelson Mandela pic.twitter.com/1Pl7Ewo8Te— coco the rapper (@lean_dafft) December 5, 2013
R.I.P Nelson Mandela 👊 pic.twitter.com/XY7T9rZNJ9— Quinlannnnn (@zQuinnyy) December 5, 2013
RIP Nelson Mandela pic.twitter.com/piUifGAcrq— Ew (@tbhkillyourself) December 5, 2013
R.I.P Nelson Mandela pic.twitter.com/r8fKaWcKqX— James McFadden (@jamesmcf707) December 5, 2013
RIP. Inspirational man, great what he did for South Africa and his race. ❤🇺🇸 pic.twitter.com/g7zFMbRBFO— Glenn O’Connor (@GlennOConnor2) December 5, 2013
RIP Nelson Mandela 😔 pic.twitter.com/9M2pNfgpRj— Prince George (@_instageorge) December 5, 2013
Damn, RIP Nelson Mandela. That dude was like a god pic.twitter.com/GMVMIJB0T5— ARIZONA 8-0 (@JaeFromAZ) December 5, 2013
Females with traditionally male names spend approximately 50% of their lives justifying to people why they are not a man, and are not fraudulently impersonating a man.
Here we lift the lid on the good and ill aspects of such a life. Because news.
The doorbell rings, and it’s a package for you! But!
The postman isn’t buying your story that the ‘Sam’ this package is addressed to is short for ‘Samantha’. So he takes it back to the depot instead. Happy birthday, Sam!
"Can I take your name? What? Robyn? Hahahahahahaha. That’s a boy’s name. You’re funny. Your coffee will be ready at the counter.”
"But we thought she/he was gay/straight!"
It’s almost as though spambots aren’t forensically diligent in their demographic research.
This isn’t particularly objectionable until the sender realises you’re female and automatically changes ‘Mr’ to ‘Mrs’ despite the fact that you’re unmarried. Worse still is if this happens by phone, and when you correct them, they whisper "are you sure?"
At first you want to tell them that you’re the Alex they’re meant to be meeting. Then you realise that if you don’t, you can get out of a meeting. So you keep quiet until they go away.
And you watch them squirm as they over-delicately ask you about yourself, fully expecting you to say you’re in an open relationship with a Mormon and a RealDoll.
Look, whether or not you were born physically female, it’s much more fun to wink and say, “I wasn’t born at all”, then sidle away, perhaps while beeping.
Which is pretty rude. At this point it’s probably best to get your mother involved:
Which is great!
Seriously! Not a single one!
Which is, you know, really empowering or whatever.
We’ve applied Hare’s Psychopathy Checklist to unedited Winnie the Pooh comics to prove once and for all the bear with very little brain has the heart of a cold, unfeeling sociopath.
The two that we couldn’t pin on him on account of him being a cartoon was a lack of a healthy sex life and a lack of genuine suicide attempts. But we are going to throw these two cartoons in for a good measure…
Oh, and this one:
He even has his own logo
(Check out Jack’s Instagram now)
You’ve had a few too many - we’ve all been there - and suddenly you’re full of brilliant ideas! Why didn’t you think of any of this when you were sober?
You’re totally playing it cool though because you only put one kiss.
Turns out that you’re brilliant at dancing! How had you never realised this before?
If only the UN could listen in as you share your insights, we’d be living in a utopia by morning.
Or deciding just to camp outside work and go straight in the next morning – because it’s nearer.
Cold, burnt toast for breakfast. Mmmm, delicious!
Not only are you a brilliant dancer, you’re really tough and good at fighting! Who knew?
You’ve never actually been but your mate told you about it once, and it’s definitely around here somewhere…
“What’s the worst that could happen… right?”
Then threatening to turn up at their house when they try to hang up on you.
A primal urge to increase your altitude mysteriously emerges, and you see statues, trees and walls as your Everests.
Or some ‘chips and cheese’ which have never seen a dairy in their lives, and are only passingly acquainted with a potato.
Or, more inexplicably, one you’ve never fancied.
[1 hour later] “I’m tired and ill. I just want to go home. Let me off the train!”
You think you’re going really fast, but you’re just too drunk to feel that you’re out of breath and wobbling along at a snail’s pace.
Like the backflip you’ve somehow convinced yourself you can actually do, or forcing everyone to listen to you recite the entire periodic table.
We’re reminding you what a tit it makes you look like - if anything that should put you off. So stay safe, you crazy kids!
This wishlist to Santa has been doing the rounds on Twitter. A lot of people have called fake on it:
"When my ex boyfriend asked me to buy him a £200 pair of trainers for Christmas I expected something similar," said one of our writers. "Instead, I got a frame shirtless photo of him that he’d taken on his webcam."