Use Fed-Ex, Young Skywalker

Carl, our Fed-Ex guy, poses mid-duel on the lower deck
of the Death Star throne room.

The number of packages going out every day has gotten a bit out of hand so we started scheduling regular pickups from Fed-Ex. It's normally Carl who swings by-- who has fast become a bit like family, even if only for a few seconds a day.

Last month he gave us his cell phone number for emergency pickups, but we had a better idea, which was to throw up a sign in the window signaling a need for pickup, as we are on his regular route.

The "Carl Signal" was Farrell's idea, and I have been dying to make it happen for a while now.


This oughta get him outta the Carl Cave.

Today I finally had all the right ingredients for a very brief photo shoot: Light Saber, Digital Camera, & Carl. When I handed him the light saber, he was like, "Who put you up to this?"

Don't pretend like we don't know, Carl.

Doing it from the back: The accidental Tshirt collection

"Got my buttfucking ghosts Tshirt," I wrote to Jon Adams, the creator of the above design. "Ist rad."

"Glad you like it," he replied, "but for the record, ghosts don't have buttholes."

Somehow, I had been added to Jon Adam's mailing list for his comic City Cyclops. When he announced that his company had been selected as one of the illustrators for McSweeney's 28, I started paying attention. I surfed his site a little, found this shirt, had a laugh, dropped some dough.

A few weeks later, I was searching for an AT-AT Tshirt that I saw Brian Posehn wearing in the Mongolian Beef Episode of the Sarah Silverman Show.


It wasn't too hard to find, but by the time I had found it, I had already decided on purchasing a much better version for a mere $8.


This shirt came from an ebay store called Shirt Stash, and is the only shirt worth a laugh in the store. The perfect touch of this Tshirt masterpiece is the submissive leg lift by the receiving AT-AT.

So far, I had two tshirts in which non-animal entities were hitting it from the back. I felt an obsession coming on, but I felt like a strict criteria must be adhered to... if I were to continue to buy Tshirts of this ilk, they had to feature unordinary objects or creatures in the act. I spent a few hours making a search for such Tshirts but with no luck what so ever.

Again, only a few weeks had passed, when I stumbled on this Tshirt called Pumpies on Etsy.


Though delighted at the prospect of owning a Tshirt of sexually depraved puppies, they did not have my size available. I moved on, searching for silkscreened goodies on Etsy. I was not looking for anything "in the act," but within the hour, I stumbled upon DirtyRagz, a Tshirt company clearly obsessed with things mounting other things from the rearside. I bought two shirts--



and


the second T does not quite fit my original criteria, and it's not exactly crotch to butt action, but clearly some fondling is in the works, with the potential and positioning for mounting it from the rear... it was close enough.

I enlightened the DirtyRagz folks about my growing collection. They sent me an image for another Tshirt that belonged in the family, but at this point I was broke and told them I would have to get it later. But when I got my shirts in the mail, I was floored to find that they went ahead and sent it to me anyways.



Goat on Bull action. Gay and cross species. There is hope yet for humanity. I don't have enough BFing Tshirts for every day of the week just yet, but I'm only going to be wearing these to work, so 5 business days will do for now.