I’ve only got a few designs up so far, but rest assured that more are coming:
A few notes about the shirts:
#1: I don’t make a penny from these. I chose the lowest price CafePress would allow, which is the cost of the shirt plus printing.
#2: There’s printing on the back of these shirts, which adds to the cost but not nearly as much as it adds to the badassedness.
#3: I have no idea why their dark shirts cost ten bucks more. If you want to represent the Mids and sport the “Farmer” shirt, you’ll be one of the select few among the select few.
#4: I have yet to read TWILIGHT or THE HUNGER GAMES, but I’ve gathered from the discussions ad nauseam that the dream of every young reader is to be torn between two equally choice mates, and instead of just making up his/her fucking mind and being happy with one or the other, he/she spends anywhere from three to five books being absolutely fucking miserable and whining his/her precious little head off about the pros and cons of potential spouses when any reader would gladly settle for either. Picking a “team,” then, is to really pretend to give a flying fuck which suitable mate the idiotic hero/heroine picks, which makes the vacillating and bitchy decision-making process that much more unseemly. In the real world, you’re lucky to find one person, your soul-mate, and have them not die a miserable, asphyxiating death on the dusty side of a post-apocalyptic hill. The real “sides” you choose are where you live, where you work, the people you associate with at work, where you hang out after you finally, blessedly, get out of frickin’ work. Hence these t-shirts. Pick your side. Choose your team. And for Jeebus’s sake, if you ever have more than one choice mate digging your goods simultaneously, read the Book of Mormon and enjoy eating and having that yummy cake.