On the day after my shirt arrived, I was wearing it speeding down I-85 on my way to my astologer. In a somewhat speed enduced trance, I failed to notice the 60 decibel buzz of my radar detector and was summarily ushered to the side of the road my a mirrored sunglass state trooper. Unmoved by my pleadings, it was only when he saw the full frontal view of my shirt that things started to loosen up. At once, he seemed to understand that I was different...maybe deserving of a break despite my apparent lack of reverance for informational roadside signs.
My court appearance is the 16th. I will wear the shirt as I understand the judge is an animal lover.