I am wearing a tshirt that D bought me today. Its cute, its red, its a little boy's shirt. We were shopping, and when we got to the counter to pay there was a rack of little boy's tshirts that claimed to be "vintage." So, being bored of the financial transactions taking place I started raking through them. When I found ones I thought were cute I held them up for him to see. This seemed to amuse him while he waited in line. When I found this particular one he smiled and said; "Bring it over here, you'd look so hot in that, we're getting it." Now I'm wearing this tshirt that says "Daredevil Race Track, Drive to Survive." Y'know what? I do look hot, he was right.