Any marks you see on the shirt are from my camera, not the shirt or my aforementioned retardation. I don't think aforementioned is even a word from this century, if indeed it's a word at all. I have no time to look this up as I am OBSESSED and FOCUSED on that little indent on my left arm. Actually it's a large indent and from my chair it looks like the Mississippi River coursing through my fat deposits which any FOOL can see. I'm also not good at cropping photos.

I have them in S, M (which I'm wearing in this picture) L, XL, XXL and XXXL. I'm going to the Post Office sometime this week to weigh them so I can give you guys a great deal and eat the postage myself. And by Eating The Postage I mean Eating The Cupcakes. Which reminds me, I have to go to Sprinkles and buy some. I blame you all for this.
End of chat.