Let’s face it—rules are mostly just fancy suggestions, and “lines” are often lies society draws to ruin your good time. But The Only Lines I Respect? Those are the lines at the taco truck, the bathroom at Coachella, and possibly the solid line in Mario Kart that separates glory from complete shame. This T-shirt isn’t just fabric; it’s a battle cry for everyone who’s ever skipped a meeting but waited 45 minutes in line for donuts with lavender icing. Respect.
This custom-printed masterpiece speaks volumes in public with the quiet dignity of someone who brings their own reusable straw but has no idea where their social security card is. It tells strangers, “Yes, I will absolutely cut corners in life—but not in the Trader Joe’s checkout.” It’s the perfect uniform for a society that has no idea what it’s doing but still insists on standing six feet apart, even when ordering a single muffin.
So if your moral compass points toward snack lines and never-ending brunch queues, congratulations. You’ve found your tribe—and your outfit. The Only Lines I Respect isn’t just a shirt, it’s a lifestyle. A cotton-spun declaration of priorities. And possibly the reason you’re not allowed back at IKEA.
