<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, t-shirts]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, t-shirts]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/tshirts http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/tshirts <![CDATA[Did Pineapple Express Steal This T-Shirt?]]> Sartorial scandal alert: Is the upcoming Seth Rogen film Pineapple Express guilty of wanton t-shirt design theft? A small Brooklyn t-shirt maker called WOWCH says that co-star James Franco's character appears in the movie wearing shark-and-kitten shirt that is really just a slightly altered version of a WOWCH design that was sold at Urban Outfitters in 2005. But the big stars don't give the little guys credit at all! The photographic evidence for this potential merchandising mockery—and the demands for redress—after the jump.

The original WOWCH shirt:

The Pineapple Express poster:

A closer look at Franco's shirt-wearing:

On WOWCH's blog, the company points out an interview in which Franco credited the shirt's design to director David Gordon Green. Yea right! WOWCH is demanding free tickets and popcorn to a showing of Pineapple Express to make up for what is, in all likelihood, the loss of hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of licensing fees (we just made that figure up). Justice!

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<![CDATA[Defamer's Next Top T-Shirt Slogan: Votes And Submissions Still Welcome]]>

Good news! Our first attempt at inducing you to submit and/or vote on slogans that will at some future date be slapped on the front of a Defamer-themed t-shirt available for purchase in the Gawker Shop was such a success that we're going to ask you to return to the submitting/voting fray once again. After the jump, you can view all the slogans currently in play, or offer new ones (remember, you can only donate your creative powers once per half hour) for evaluation by a jury of your peers, who undoubtedly find their own exhaustion-themed contribution far more worthy than the cocaine-inspired creation you dreamed up while blowing a rail in the LAX (club or airport, we don't judge) bathroom last night. Get ready to prop yourself up with a satisfying "I'd Buy!" click, then fight back against their obviously ego-driven blindness with a highly prejudicial "No Way" vote-down by following the pretty "Continued" graphic below.

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<![CDATA[Defamer's Next Top T-Shirt Slogan]]>

In our ongoing attempt to give you new and exciting ways to interact with this Intertubes Blogsite and fritter away even more of your employer's valuable time, we are happy to invite you, the reader who always believed that the whispers the voice inside your head distracts you with as you try to roll calls would make a catchy t-shirt slogan, to provide (and/or vote on! See? Interactive!) the idea for the next high-quality Defamer garment to be sold in the Gawker Shop. Here's how it works: The creative-minded can submit their slogans in the form found after the jump (after submitting, you'll be whisked off to the live, Digg-style voting), while the impatient and judgmental can jump directly to the voting page to celebrate the inspired or euthanize the feeble. And while we recognize that you are undoubtedly brimming with sloganeering genius, we prefer you not drain your reserves too quickly, and so limit you to a single submission every half-hour. Get to work, before the Lindsay Lohan-related idea you had is rendered obsolete by a newer and more suspicious emergency surgery.


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<![CDATA[Gawker T-Shirt Sale: Intelligent Consumption For Fans Of Blog Commerce]]> We have bad news and good news. First, the bad: The Bengali design firm to which Gawker Media outsources the production of all of its fine t-shirts is, improbably, staffed only by fundamentalist Catholics who absolutely refuse to whip us up any Mel Gibson "What do you think you're looking at, Sugar Tits?" product. We are loathe to interfere with their religious beliefs, so you'll have to look elsewhere for garments bearing that slogan.

The good news: The Gawker Shop has just slashed—slashed!—20% from the already absurdly low prices of its in-stock t-shirts, allowing you to obtain the classic An Agent Ate My Baby tee, or any of our other selections from our fine semi-topical, highly fashionable inventory, for a mere US$16—less than the price of a caramel macchiato at Starbucks with a twenty-dollar bill submerged in its murky, caffeinated depths. Buy now.


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<![CDATA[Gawker T-Shirt Stall: Be As Fine As Lindsay Lohan]]> We know you better than you know yourselves. And we know that if we didn't give you the opportunity to stretch a celebrity-inspired catchphrase across your chest before it's worn out its welcome, you'd hate us forever. Hot off the looms of the Gawker Shop is this t-shirt, which echoes Lindsay Lohan's defiant, final words in her recent Vanity Fair interview. The next time your friends are dragging you out of the bathroom stall by your ankles, they can look down at your shirt and know that you, like Lindsay, are gonna be OK, and change course from the emergency room to another club, ready for the night's next adventure.

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<![CDATA[Time Is Running Out To Give The Gift Of Gawker T-Shirts]]> hollywoodkickedmyass.jpgWe feel a contractual obligation deep responsibility to inform you that this might be your last chance to give the only gift that can adequately express your feelings for anyone you care at all about, a t-shirt from the Gawker shop. In fact, we can't guarantee that the impulse purchase that will certainly follow this entreaty will arrive before Christmas, but that is no reason not to buy, buy, buy. Ask yourself: Is it more awkward to explain to that special someone that their gift may arrive a day or two late because you're a procrastinator, or that there will be no gift at all? And as long as we're asking questions here, which is a more dignified way to broach the delicate subject of moving back into the family home to one's parents: this commemorative "Hollywood Kicked My Ass" t-shirt, or a tear-drenched nervous breakdown? Yeah, we thought so. Consume!

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<![CDATA[Gawker T-Shirts Save You From Yourself]]> whoring-tshirt.jpgNot to put too fine a point on it, but you're running dangerously short on holiday shopping time, and in the event that you're not done yet, you're a bad person. Luckily, the fine people at corporate blogging mothership Gawker Media (motto: Give Until It Hurts, And Then Roll Over And Go To Sleep) are here to save you from the evil, procrastinating elves who live inside your head. They're offering Free! Priority! Mail! to ship your order from our t-shirt shop, ensuring that your Christmakkahwanzaa won't be ruined by the thoughtlessness of old-timey snail mail. Order now, and often, lest shirts like "It's not whoring if you do it for free" (pictured at left, and tattooed in a place we're too modest to reveal in this space) fail to stuff your greedy stockings in time for the holidays. Consume!

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<![CDATA[Gawker T-Shirts: A Lot Like Love, But Less Expensive]]> bathroom-vip-tshirt.jpgAs if the fine, generous folks on the bridge of the Gawker Media mothership haven't given you enough today with the launch of the new blog, we're going to remind you about their munificence by pointing out that a number of fine t-shirts are available for purchase at the impossibly swanky Gawker shop. This week, we're going to spotlight the Defamer Inspired™ (though not logo-bearing) shirt at left, perhaps the most efficient way to broadcast your clubbing needs short of pounding on the stall door and demanding a little powdered candy, "just for the gums."

The holidays are coming! Consume!

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<![CDATA[New Defamer T-Shirts Coming To A Fake Rack Near You!]]> agent-shirt-s.jpgYou give and give and give, and yet we continue to ask you for more. This time, The Gawker Media International Blogging Concern™ is greedily grabbing for your sartorial opinions. We're preparing a new round of Defamer-flavored t-shirts, and our evil blogging overlords back at the Mothership would like you to vote on which t-shirt slogans you'd like to see stretched over the breast/pec implants of your favorite co-worker. And if you don't find the current offerings to your liking, you can submit ideas and/or designs of your own (follow the link to the instructions, please don't e-mail them here), for which you will be paid in actual US dollars or the preferred currency of internet sweatshops, the shirts themselves. Come on, vote! It's more fun than a bathroom stall full of exhausted starlets!

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