Before I begin, let me make it absolutely clear that I am a full proponent of equal rights for everyone.
Now, with that bizarre disclaimer out of the way, let’s start this tale.
My wife and I had our four year anniversary back in July, and decided to take a day trip to Niagara Falls. We brought along our toddler, as there’s quite a lot to amuse a two year old there -everything from snow cones to fireworks.
Now, I was keen to go there for a very particular reason – one not related to frozen treats or pretty lights in the sky.
You see, here on the communist side of Niagara Falls, there’s a certain little store tucked away at the top of Clifton Hill that deals in convenience type stuff, as well as some odds and ends.
I was there for a specific oddity/endity(?).
This store, for whatever reason, keeps a stock of t-shirts-that-didn’t-make-the-cut that it sells for only two bucks apiece.
What sort of t-shirts, you ask? Here’s my haul from two years back, in all their wrinkled glory:
As you can see, they’re not the greatest, but they are nice to just wear around the house, and also for the two months out of the year that we can actually lounge in the backyard without freezing to death.
Now, I was hoping for something cooler this time. Heck, I was just hoping that the store still existed.
I found something.
Boy, did I find something:
Yes, my friends. That is indeed a confederate flag printed loud and proud on that shirt. And it’s sleeveless to boot.
Hence, my disclaimer at the beginning of the post.
I don’t think my wife’s gonna let me go back to that store again anytime soon.