So once upon a time, The Boyo borrowed a t-shirt from me. And forgot to mention it was borrowed. Until he wore it to mix concrete and ruined it. Bad Boyo. Bad, bad. And thus he had to replace it. It came from the Zoo, and so he had to replace it with one from the zoo. The story of the trip to the zoo for the replacment is here.
And without further ado, here is the totally awesome T-shirt that I got to replace the ruined one.
I had hoped The Boyo would be here tonight and help me with the picture, so it’s not as good as I had hoped. But the T-shirt is dazzling anyway.