Nobody And We Mean Nobody Is Having A Better Night Than This Dude

Hell yeah man. This is how the definition of dudes rock. You know he bought this shirt all on his own. Pulled it out with a grin and told his lady 'I bought something special.' He had a sly grin, all dudes do in this situation. He waited for the moment. He waited for the perfect time to break it out. Round 1 against a 16 seed. We saw what happened last year. Can't take any game for granted. Maybe it's his lucky shirt? We don't know. We just know this dude fucking rocks. 

Now he's sitting there watching his beloved Cougars put an ass whooping on in the first half. Sitting back, crushing a beer, having the time of his life. He's completely unaware that everyone is talking about his sick shirt. He probably won't find out until someone tells him 'hey man, is that you? Where'd you get that shirt?' He'll elbow his lady and say 'see, I told you so. Great investment.' And then he'll hit the store tonight to try and go 2-for-2. 

It really is a great shirt because he can wear it in any scenario. It's clear it's a Houston fan shirt. But you don't think he'll show up to a birthday party wearing that? You don't think he can slap that bad boy on and get a couple high fives from his pals with it. Incredible. This is what happens when you get to watch Jamal Shead play defense all year. You get a little cocky and wear shirts like this. I respect it. Have a night our sweet prince. Have a night.