I think it’s safe to say that when your coffee cup starts talking to you, you’ve had too much coffee. Still, if my mug did perk up (I’m sorry!) and speak to me, I feel like the least it could do would be to take responsibility for all of the coffee ring stains that mark my desk as that of someone without Windex and with an unhealthy appetite for caffeine. Though the little coffee cup does look a little too proud of the stains to really be taking responsibility .. I guess it’s coffee’s equivalent of writing your name in wet sand or something. (Available at Threadless)
Oh, McDonald’s. While I rarely actually see parodies of your greasy goodness (perhaps your lawyers are good), I do appreciate them when I do see them. This shirt, of course, being a wonderful example of that. Poor Mr. Ronald, inevitably vomiting up colorful streaks, part of the malady of consuming his own brand of “food”. The black and white child, mocking his own catchphrase (“I’m Lovin’ It”, while annoying, has certainly caught on), is quite hilarious. (Available at Threadless)
Ah munna eat choo, or as the non angry cupcakes (or muffins, perhaps) among us might say, “I’m going to eat you”, is the threat the cupcake on this shirt boasts. I’m not sure if it’s supposed to mean the wearer of the shirt might eat a person, or any cupcakes or muffins they might see in retaliation, or what, but I know I’ve had enough cupcakes and muffins in my day that if there were anthropomorphic versions of either of them, they’d be mighty pissed at me for scarfing down their delicious relatives. (Available at Threadless)
I’m not entirely sure why a hot dog would be diabolical, to be honest. I mean, clearly, the hot dog on this shirt is – he’s holding a smoking gun and he’s got an eye patch on. That’s diabolical, alright. I’m just not sure how the designer came to the decision that a hot dog should get such a depiction. Either way, this one is certainly evil. (Available at Threadless)
Almighty’s! I would totally eat here. Not only does God clearly serve what must be the most awesome fast food ever, he’s got a bunch of scantily apron-clad women working with him. And I also enjoy their nudity policy, though I can’t say that I appreciate the other clientele. Still, the fast food joint on this shirt is divine (sorry). (Available at Threadless)
Everyone has those people that just seem to grate them poorly. I’m not sure what it is, but I imagine, were I cheese, that having things/people that were specifically designed to grate on me, as depicted in this shirt, would become tiresome very quick. Though is the grater really the monster, or is the inventor/parent of the grater – that brought something into the world to specifically grate others – the real monster? (Available at Threadless)
Oh, if only it were that easy. The designer of this shirt commented “Cream or Ice Cream? Belly or butt?”, which is kind of disturbing, but his design makes up for his creepiness. I’m not sure I’d want to eat ice cream out of there, but hey, if that’s how I was used to soft serve being dispensed, maybe it wouldn’t seem so weird. Plus those creatures seem to be pretty cool with it. (Available at Threadless)
“I want to be inside you” sure does sound dirty, but to be fair, I really want that burger to be inside me, too. As long as it’s consensual, right? Man I like cheeseburgers. (Available at Threadless)
Oh, the anatomy of a burger. Cheeseburger, I should say, the heretic warm sandwiches that call themselves burgers without cheese have no place in my kitchen. Or stomach. Here, the proper order is laid out: bun, lettuce, tomato, cheese, beef, onions, bun. While I can’t say I need to confirm to those exact specifications to be happy with my hamburger, that kind of planning will rarely come out with anything less than a tasty burger. All of this, of course, in Helvetica, thus the title. (Available at Threadless)
Classic Burger King redone in jungle motif. Sure, that works. I’m not sure why the prices on the menu are in MPH, but I do love the little lion cub holding its tiny bag of jungle king food. (Available at Threadless)
I love combining space with food. So what if the craters on the moon were like honeycombs? I’m not sure how the astronauts (and bees!) got that big, nor how they bees would be okay with them collecting their good honey, nor how they wouldn’t pierce the spacesuits, but still an awesome shirt. (Available at Threadless)
Quick and easy gag on this shirt. I never would have connected an ear of corn to a computer keyboard, but there it is. (Available at Threadless)
Fast food is food that is fast, right? I feel sorry for the soda, it got slapped in the face with the burger’s pickles. (Available at Threadless)
Man, some people just don’t like lunch. I think they’re crazy, it’s probably my favorite meal of the day, but I won’t question someone who comes at me with a katana, that’s for sure. I wonder if the right clever bento box would change this samurai’s mind.. (Available at Threadless)
Poor guy milk bottle. Apparently wifey milk bottle got a little too drunk and got down with some chocolate milk. I wonder what milk bottles drink to get drunk. Were I the lady milk bottle, I would definitely claim some stork error right here.
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Ok, it’s a little silly, but it’s funny. Plus, it’s true. If everyone that read the shirt actually did make me a sandwich, I would wear it. A lot. A whole lot. This reminds me of a funny Scrubs scene, so it makes me laugh every time I see it. (Available at Threadless)
Well, I suppose zombie food isn’t really the perfect name – zombies only want to eat brains. But when regular food goes bad, I guess it can turn into zombies, too. Such is the peril this poor tomato finds itself in, chased by some bad zombie food. (Available at Threadless)
I’ve never been a paramilitary soldier, awaiting extraction. The only flares I’ve ever lit were the little road flares, and I’m pretty sure we didn’t really need them, and merely wanted to light the road flares. But I’m pretty sure that if I were a soldier, awaiting extraction, that I would absolutely love to have a strawberry popsicle to eat while I held up my smoke flare to signal the chopper coming to rescue me from enemy territory. Wouldn’t you? (Available at Design By Humans)
Food fight! Fooooood fiiiiiiiight! The concept of army men fighting against pieces of food is hilarious alone, but the realism of the army men against the cartoon-ey food takes the cake. I especially like the cherry tucking his or her legs in after jumping out of the banana split plans. (Available at Threadless)
..and milk loves cookie. I’m not sure why I like this shirt, but I’m also not sure why cookie loves milk. But I do know that when I have one, I need the other. (Available at Threadless)
