The shirt reads: “NO MORE — MR NICE GUY.”
Between the two lines, a photograph of a fluffy hamster, sitting up and holding a very small pistol in both front paws, with blue lightning crackling behind it.
The threat is undermined by every single visual element. It is printed like a 1990s bootleg tee, which is exactly the right register for a rodent with a weapon. For the friend who announces they are done being nice roughly once a fortnight and never is.
