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WARNING!!!!!

Bum Luck tee shirts are not for weekend warriors. They are for those hapless souls who have crossed the line...BIG TIME.

So if your avocation has become an all-consuming addiction, if it has rendered you a pariah - reviled by friends and family, jobless, homeless, friendless, penniless ...

If, in short you are a BUM! (Albeit a sexy bum)

THEN

Bum Luck tee shirts will identify you for the knave you are. Spouses, siblings, parents, shopkeepers, law officers, and others will take pity on you, nay, will  respect, glorify, and deify you, thereby enriching your otherwise miserable existence with joy, love, and riches. *

*Everything on this website is a lie except for the prices

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	Climbing Bum Yellow Haze	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)
	Climbing Bum  Violet	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)
	Climbing Bum Pistachio	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)
	Climbing Bum Vegas Gold	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)
	Climbing Bum Sand	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)
	Climbing Bum Light Blue	(Domestic) $18.95 $28.95 (International)

HERE'S WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING ABOUT BUMLUCK CLIMBING SHIRTS

"That is one of the stupidest T-shirts I've ever seen"
Cmajerz, RC.com

"We have proof these are shirts of mass destruction."
George W. Bush

"Do not go gentle into that good shirt. (I'm dying for a drink, let's hit the White Horse.)"
Dylan Thomas

"...and me digging, wearing, living in the shirts of bums, whores, and jazz musicians - their horns screaming like sirens into the black rolling night of lost America"
Jack Kerouac