Behold...the majesty of Shirty...

Shirty started life (we think) as a real shirt. I know, I know...hard to believe; but in much the same way that we humans evolved from dust bunnies, so to did a simple shirt from a small town come to become a heavily starched and thoroughly varnished monument to workplace sillyness.

And then Frank just had to go and stick Arbusto's face on a piece of cardboard one day...

And then I just had to start ANOTHER sentence with a conjunction...but that's another rant for another street corner.

The point is, Shirty is real. And we stick faces on it and take pictures. And now publish them on this blog for your amusement. So, check back regularly 'cause the plan is to update this blog daily...ish...with pictures of Shirty in all sorts of faces and having all sorts of adventures while we try not to all sorts of break it as we do dumb things with an ugly varnished pink shirt.