It all started in Grandma’s basement—a lawless land of questionable ideas, overcaffeinated brainstorming, and one very offended cat. Armed with a discount screen printer, zero know-how, and a collective disregard for good advice, we set out to create t-shirts that were too wild, too weird, and way too inappropriate for polite society.

Grandma hated everything. “You can’t put that on a shirt!” she’d holler between baking us cookies and threatening to call the pastor. But here’s the twist: you loved them. (Sorry, Grandma.)

Now, we’ve upgraded from her basement to an actual workspace, but the chaos, creativity, and sheer audacity remain the same. Our designs still walk the line between clever and seriously, who let us do this? Grandma refuses to wear one, but we’re pretty sure she’s secretly proud.