If I had a hammer…
This is a shirt I made a few months ago after a particularly difficult meeting!
One of the things I find funny is that people frequently don’t read the whole thing — they read the first line, and then are so sure as to what the rest of the shirt says, they don’t bother with the second.
Some of that may also be the way I formatted the shirt — if I ever remake it, I might spread the text on more lines and reduce the size of the picture.
I think the real problem is that most people can’t physically read more than about half a dozen words in comic sans without a feeling of nausea.