The offensive t shirts that my little brother was wearing last week were pretty funny. I know that my mother did not like them, but since my brother is twenty years old, she does not have much say in what he wears. I would probably just not wear them around either of my parents, if I was him but he does not care what other people think.

I remember when we were little and he would design funny t shirts and wear them to school, sometimes the teachers would make him turn them inside out because of some of the words he chose to write on them. It was then, that my parents starting cracking down on what kind of funny t shirts he could design and wear, and what was inappropriate. They always told him that when he was eighteen, he could choose his own clothes.

I am sure that my parents are wishing they would have picked a different age, because as soon as he turned eighteen, he started buying offensive t shirts and wearing them everywhere. I think that he even wore one of his so called funny t shirts to my grandmother’s seventieth birthday party. I thought my mother was going to kill him, when he came through the doors that day wearing that very bad t shirt.