At My Clits End Hoodie — Funny Crude Pun

You've done the deep breathing. You've screamed in the car. You've explained the wildly obvious for the fourth time today, and now the tank is completely empty. Regular, garden-variety brain fatigue doesn't quite capture the visceral, full-body reality of being this profoundly done with everyone's bullshit.

A blunt instrument for the days when polite sighs just aren't cutting it. Let the world know you have reached the absolute, undeniable, final frontier of your patience, and there is absolutely nothing left in the reserve tank.

• Perfect for family gatherings, long lines, and running errands in sweatpants.
• Guaranteed to stop unsolicited advice dead in its tracks.
• Much cheaper and significantly more legal than breaking things.