I bought this t-shirt from one of those souvenir shops along Regent Street in London way back in 1994…so that would make it 15 years old by now.
I was rummaging through my closet the other day and found it stuffed in a corner. I remember how I used to love it. It was very comfortable and I loved the cartoon.
Unfortunately, everybody missed the whole idea. Everytime I wore it, they would just harp on the resemblance – between Fred and me…like a repeating groove on an old broken-down record. I thought the play on the word “stoned” was kind of cute – “stoned” as in being high on drugs which should be pretty obvious from the expression on Fred’s face. LOL!!!