Photo courtesy of Oli Harwood.
Taken in Shibuya, Tokyo.
It may be shit, but at least it’s MY shit.
All contained in my bag…
Well, at least the stain came out of the shirt.
I’d like to see you try and walk a mile, in MY shit!!
That’s some great shit.
Seems a little scatty
Hope he wiped his feet before going upstairs…
Does that mean he’s a son af a bitch?
This mall stinks.
Yes, there ARE different gradations in shit; mine is just shy of dog shit.
Reaching the level of “Pure Shit” is similar to reaching a state of Pure Nirvana, only with tapeworm eggs, fecal bacteria and a light Preparation H glaze.
Far out existencial shit, this…
he forgot “smell like shit”
Yes, shit happens. And in so many varieties!
its all the same to me
At least it’s pure… I mean, thank goodness for that.
Don’t give a shit!
Chuck Berry fans are everywhere
All I can imagine is gaijins looking crazy as they walk about laughing to themselves after seeing naughty engrish t-shirts
it doesn’t go with the bag —
shit? where shit? me no see shit!
Funny… he looks pissed, HA!
you shit in here!
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