Remember the last FHC post? Me either. We can all refresh our memories here. You didn't click here, didn't you? I know you didn't. I can see you. I can see everything. I'm like Santa Clause, but worse: I curse, drink and when I drink enough I smoke (so it's a good thing I don't have a white fluffy beard so I don't set myself on fire) and I never share any presents. ... I have no idea where that came from. Let's rather move on to this set of goodies from my boyfriend's closet. (In case you're wondering what's the deal with me wearing my boyfriend's clothes, check the first FHC post. You didn't click that either, did you?)
He has this weird obsession with skulls. But now marijuana. So I can't really explain this shirt. But he likes it and he looks good in it. Too bad he's a big sissy and won't pose in his shirts himself so you could see that for yourself.
First off, a short linguistic lesson is in order for all the non-Balkan readers. Jebo ti pas mater (you can hear it here) is a juicy phrase, a mixture of the English you son of a bitch and go fuck yourself. Its literal translation would be may a dog fuck your mother - it seems there always has to be something canine involved when it comes to swearing, doesn't it? Needles to say, this is one of my boyfriend's favorite shirts and he loves wearing it to work. Coincidentally he wore it once when we met up with my mom too. Classy, right? All she said was: "That's an interesting shirt you have on." I concurred.
I brought him this hoodie as a gift from one of my travels, because I love colors and I think he doesn't wear them enough. Luckily for him, he likes it and wears it gladly. Why luckily? Because he would've had to wear it either way - it was a gift after all! But on the other hand, can you guess where is the sweater from? I'll give you a hint. It's not London.
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