Look, Jake. I know you probably don't find this blog at all useful. I mean, why would you? You already know where you are, you already know what socks you have on and you already have your cupcake but occasionally you need us to point you in the direction of HOT SHIT LIKE THIS. You need that t-shirt, I mean NEED it. I don't quite understand it's aims but I have fallen for the Commie sentiments and artwork. If I saw you in one of these it would cement your place in my heart forever (note that britpopbaby's heart is a fickle, fickle organ - easy come, easy go). Buy it.
UPDATE: No need to buy one, Jake! Because we're paupers and you're a multi-millionaire movie star we've decided to get one for you. I contacted Kevin who runs The Pure Breed Revolution: Propaganda for World Domination by Dogs and he is making you a personalised 'Boo' one. Now don't that make ya feel special? Boo Guevara!