When I was ten years old I created a comic book character called Pen Man. For reasons that completely escape me I’ve drawn the guy off and on ever since. In fact, I think I’ve drawn more pictures of this weird headed idiot than anything else in my life.
Because of that I felt that he, at the very least, deserved to be tossed up on a shirt that no one with even half a brain would buy.
Congratulations old friend, you’ve hit the “big-time.”