my collection of engrish is growing at a steady pace. i console myself by saying some of them are presents, which is true. but it's been one of those things where i'm going,"one for so-and-so, one for me, one for whatserface, one for me". people are gonna ask me what the hell is wrong with my wardrobe when i get back to the states. but when you find a shirt like this, how can you possibly resist?




and the back:


i really have absolutely no idea what this shirt is trying to say. at all.


this one makes a little more sense...


as much as i love the cuteness of this one, i already know who it really belongs to. i think she'll know too when she sees it!


this one clearly goes to another sexy lady, though shiny gold is hard to photograph:


sorry ladies and gentlemen, i'm too selfish to give this baby up. the front isn't THAT funny...

...but the back has not only some great nonsense, but the ever-popular L-R mispelling:


and finally, i found a bag with a freudian mispelling to carry it all home: