Funny Corvette Shirts Novels & Stories

Today, he was dressed in slim-fit dark gray trousers, a matching vest that accented his swimmer’s build, and a black dress shirt with the top three buttons left open and the sleeves pushed up, showing his forearms. As I got closer, I couldn’t help but laugh when I noticed the cuffs and inside of the collar had a creepy Halloween theme with bats flying around on a foggy night. It was adorable, and while we’re close to Halloween, only a vampire would own something so cheesy. Okay, maybe not only a vampire. I bet André would love dress shirts that are also festive but in a way that’s not over the top loud to make Darren wear.

Is it often passerbys would come in lacking foot coverage? “No shirt. No service.” She nodded at the back wall where there was a handful of shirts hanging on a rusted old Z rack. He found one men’s large it was the only one that wasn’t pink. The shirt was black and had the shape of North Carolina on it and it read Come on and Raise up. Well then. This is it I guess. He turned to the clerk grinned and put the shirt on. It was a tad snug on his biceps and he felt ridiculous. He looked in the reflection of the drink cooler and he looked like something from a wrestling poster.

I look for a nice shirt, but they are all in the dirty laundry. “It’s just pizza and a movie.” I hold up a long sleeve Motorhead t-shirt. “Do you think this one will be okay?” “Well, if it’s between that and the one with a rat eating a hot dog, then yeah, the band t-shirt is better.” Justice sounds disappointed. “Remember what your mother says about wearing heels?”

Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.” “We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.” He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum Pleasure] “And this is yours,” Maxwell said, showing a small-sized shirt that read: [I Survived the Max Attack!]

Colt dismissed me. “I got the message, man. Some other time, Iris. Oh, wait.” He opened his plastic bag, pulled a shirt, and offered it to me. “This would be perfect for you.” “You’re giving me that?” I asked in disbelief, smiling like I just received the best gift ever. “This is a ladies' shirt. So, it’s definitely for you.” I took it from him—a shirt with a strawberry print. “Thank you. That’s so kind of you, Frost.”

He brought out a black card and tossed it on the table. Scott Roger’s eyes blinked continuously on seeing the black card that was before him as he tried to get a grip of himself. "I can see that you only shuffle between four different shirts. The polka dot shirt that I hate, the black plain buttoned t-shirt, the green striped shirt, and the plain white t-shirt. That is my black card and the passcode to the card is 3446! Go to the boutique at LIOR house of luxury! Select fifty shirts, thirty pants, forty shoes, and other things that depict masculinity " Connor said while Scott nodded his head.

“Can we just go, please?” “Sure, but this conversation’s not over.” He was so embarrassingly frustrating. “Yes, it is. We’re friends, remember?” “That’s exactly why it’s not over. Friends don’t hide.” He took my hand and practically dragged me to his truck… no, I was wrong. This was a sports car, an older model silver Corvette. “What year?” I whispered in reverence. “78 Anniversary Edition. She’s mint, all original.” “Where did you find her?”

I end up buying several cute keychains and a pink octopus plushie. We head to the next stall where they sell shirts with bold prints of the Tropical Thunder Circuit. Some designs show a racer mid-turn which I swear looks like Reed with its red and black color palette. Others have the race logo across the chest with tropical flowers wrapped around it. Evelyn holds up a shirt against me and squints like a stylist. I laugh and shove it back onto the rack. I can’t resist buying the black and red shirt before we move to the next stall.

Carrie said all giddy. "He got me candy, a book, a pocket knife and a shirt that say's- My Best friend is a shark."I said that last one chuckling. "a shark?" Jamie was confused. "Yeah, you know. Because he's a Marine" I said. "Wait, i've seen shirts like that. Except it said- My best friends are whale's" she said giggling, then stopped suddnely and snapped her fingers, "I totally get that now." she said like a light bulb went off.

I winked at them as I ran off to go select their clothes, while they followed behind me, I came across a Gucci couple t-shirt and I could picture Dante and Dell in it and I could swear they are going to look so cute so I got two of the shirt immediately “Princess, why same shirt?” Dell asked and I smiled “It's a couples t-shirt for you two” “Huh? We are not wearing that right?” He turned to Dante “Uhhhhh, it's not bad” Dante stuttered coming to my side, “You…….” Dell pointed accusing fingers at Dante