Shameless Humor : I (Don't) Heart Stuff

I heart (some city), I heart my (pet), I heart my butt... The list goes on and on. Now those of us who don't love things can display our true feeelings, too.

I Don't Heart Christmas Commercialism, merchandising, credit cards, loans for your holiday spending, those people with bells at the store, snow, fat mythological home-invaders, all around insanity, "spirit"--it all sucks.	I Don't Heart Bad Tippers I definately do not heart bad tippers. Yep, as do most struggling artists, Mr. Shameless waits tables to stay alive. Bad tippers do not help him do that. I don't heart bad tippers at all.	I Don't Heart Being Censored Who does? I mean, I like to say what I want to say when I want to say it, however it can be said at any given moment. I like to write what I want to say and wear it, too.
I Don't Heart The Bronze Age I know someone out there doesn't love The Bronze Age. Certainly someone is holding a grudge. I personally have no problem with The Bronze Age. It's the Oil Age I don't heart.	I Don't Heart Boys This is for all those manly, macho men who want to be sure everyone knows they're not gay...ha ha! This is for all those girls who love girls, but not boys who love girls, and all that.	I Don't Heart Girls If you don't heart girls, then go ahead and let them know about it. Whether it's because girls have let you down over and over and over, or you just love men waaaay more, than this is for you.
I Don't Heart Cheerleaders Do you hate those dang cheerleaders? If you don't heart cheerleaders, then maybe you'd like to let everyone know about it. I kinda DO heart cheerleaders, but not because they ARE cheerleaders.	I Don't Heart Choking Man, I really don't love choking. Choking sucks. I hate it. The last time I was choking, I definately did not say, "I LOVE choking!" I don't heart it. Choking is for losers.	I Don't Heart Crackheads I don't heart crackheads. If you're a crackhead, and you're reading this, you're probably all like, "Oh no! He doesn't heart crackheads! I'm so worried about it." But that's cuz you're a crackhead
I Don't Heart Festering Boils See, here's the thing about these "don't heart" designs. It doesn't really mean, "i hate". It just means, "i dont' love". Say you don't love festering boils with this.	I Don't Heart Heart Shirts 'I heart' shirts are a pretty big thing, now. I heart this, I heart that... But what about what you DON'T heart? I'm sure I'm not alone on this one....	I Don't Heart Hurricanes Hurricanes suck. Well, they blow, but that's another t-shirt. Not many people heart them. If you have good reason to not heart hurricanes, let everyone know about it.
I Don't Heart My Ex-Husband To be fair, (and smart) there are certainly a large number of ex-husbands out there that deserve a big ol' "I don't heart my ex-husband" shoved in their faces. Let 'em have it, ladies.	I Don't Heart My Ex-Wife I know. It's pretty straightforward, isn't it. Gotta have some balls to be displaying a big ol' sign like this, doncha? What about the shameless fool who was inspired to design the shirt? Brass.	I Don't Heart Orange Orange. Puh. I don't heart Orange at all. Orange can shrivel up in a corner somewhere for all I care. Orange can go play solitaire, or minature golf. Orange can just shut up.
I Don't Heart Splinters Who loves splinters? Do you love the way they jab under your skin just so. How about when they get all festery and such? I don't heart splinters.	I Don't Heart Stepping in Poo Oh man, I HATE stepping in poo. Ask my wife. She almost ditched me in our young relationship when I freaked about stepping in dog poo. I don't heart it.	I Don't Heart Stupid Jerks I don't heart stupid jerks. Everyone except stupid jerks should have something with this on it. If a stupid jerk came up to me right now, I'd say this to him.
I Don't Heart Wankers Wanker! Get outta here, wanker, I don't even want you to read this. Sto-o-o-o-p! I don't love wankers! I don't love them here, or there, or on a bus, or in a coal mine, or on my shoe. Go 'way.	I Don't Heart War Who does love war? Well, warmongers. And dudes who build weapons. And insects. But who in their right mind loves war? That's riiiight...no one. I don't heart war. I heart not war.	I Don't Heart Work Who here loves work--raise your hand. You're fired. Because you're liars. Those of you still with us, if you don't heart work, and you're not afraid to say it, this is where you belong.