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I was digging thru a box of clothes the other day attempting to find a Hypercolor tee-shirt I inherited a few years ago and no matter where I looked it seems to have disapeared. I was throwing my stuff left and right and David was making joy of some of the garbs I own because I have a lot of crazy shit and am always hitting thrift stores for cheap finds. We got dissipated when he picked up this tee-shirt and suggested it as a sequel to my last set of pics in that '63' tee-shirt. He was providing me hella shit for how many times he's taken pictures of me in something that had a number on my top or bottom. Looking over some of the stuff I've posted here or on our site I truly do have an astronomical amount of numbered clothing! If only I could put my limited talents to use in the sporting arena, right? I suggested he hate 50% less on the player and 20% more the game and inbetween suspending off the side of the couch upside down and attempting to explain the math to him my head was hella hurting.