I was in American Eagle yesterday (I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW) and I bought two shirts. I don't know what happened I panicked or something. I don't know what I was panicking about but the only time I have ever felt the same feeling was when I realized my scrotum filled up with fluid to the size and color of 4 xlarge pomegranates fused together or like some kind of artificially created pomegranate that isnt natural but still certified shade grown because sometimes theres one tree providing shade over the laboratory where the pomegranates are created (full story)http://www.honestforum.com/hf-chat/1...ml#post1568326 Anyway, I was standing there wearing probably 5 grand just in accessories cause I had my big square indian chief ring, Robert Geller pearl necklace, Rust keyring with key and lock necklace, silver bear tooth necklace and like 10 or 15 leather cuffs on each wrist. My Diors had like 15 inches of stack in the thigh area alone. And i had my Mark Nasons on so i was standing between 7.5 and 9 feet tall. I was totally epic and everyone at American Eagle knew it. I bought the shirts and quickly stuffed them in my Rick Owens weekender bag. It was a tight fit with all the gold bars I was carrying and I couldn't quite wrestle them in. So I did the only reasonable thing I could think of and wrapped them around my neck and tied my keffiyah around them. So my problem now is that I have these shirts now and I don't know what to do with them. I wore one today when I went to the post office and I was scared shitless that I was going to see some peasant wearing the same shirt which is my biggest fear in life other than my scrote refilling with liquid. I don't know if I can go back to the store and give them some of my gold and they'll agree not to sell any more shirts or what. Here's what the shirt looks like. I've had this scared look on my face permanently since I bought the shirts yesterday at 3:16pm. Obviously I'm freaking out.

I obviously can't go back to the store. The blood in my veins won't let me throw them away. I can't wear them because what if I see someone wearing the shirt and he comes up to me and says "Nice shirt" and I have to be like "Thanks bro, I like your shirt too."
Any advice is appreciated.

I obviously can't go back to the store. The blood in my veins won't let me throw them away. I can't wear them because what if I see someone wearing the shirt and he comes up to me and says "Nice shirt" and I have to be like "Thanks bro, I like your shirt too."
Any advice is appreciated.






