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Garfunkel: “Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?”
(He delivers a devastating open-palm strike through a brick wall. Joe DiMaggio, terrified, hides behind a rusty filing cabinet. He tries not to breathe. He has never been so scared.)
Garfunkel: “Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you.”
(A single bead of sweat falls from DiMaggio’s cheek — or is it a tear? Regardless, it cascades to the ground with an audible splash. Garfunkel’s head darts toward him, and suddenly the filing cabinet is airborne. Garfunkel’s legs are a blur of roundhouse kicks. This is it.)
Cross the bridge over troubled water in this 100% combed cotton, sweatshop-free, amazingly comfy black American Apparel t-shirt. They fit a little snug and also shrink almost a whole size in the first wash. So if you’re on the fence, order the bigger size.