So I just bought a Masterpiece of a t-shirt from a mall in Malacca. Just think, someone typed this up, said to themselves ‘yeah that looks like english’, slapped it on an iron-on and went to town. But wait, note the bolding of TROUBLERY, the 2-pt font difference of the lower text, the inexplicable switch to Times New Roman for the piéce de resistance. These little details require like 5 different clicks on Microsoft Word, that is some straight up effort staring out at me from under what looks like a bright red foam visor.
I could go on but that girl is very fuckhg angry indeed, probably because her professor layton popsicle doesn’t even have gumballs for eyes. What the fuck even Malaysia, gumball eyes are something you just don’t mess with.