In the 1980s there was always one guy who didn’t wear a shirt. At all. Like Tarzan, or someone who got lost after a shirts versus skins game, he inevitably appeared, wandering around social events, your back yard, or even outside a tour bus, as seen in the beginning of this classic Whodini video.
Who is this guy and why is he so jacked to be there? Again, we need to bring this back.
Just to be clear, we are not talking about guys hanging around, jersey shore style or the dickheads who go to Chicago Cubs games. We’re talking about people just showing up, out of nowhere, with no shirt on, as if that were just their choice for a shirt that day – no shirt.
To be more clear, this is not a case where a guy shows up somewhere and then takes off his shirt. Our guy doesn't have a shirt with him that he can throw on at any time. He’s not at the beach. He’s not posing for a skanky Tinder profile. He left the house without wearing a shirt. He left and said to himself, “Yeah, this is fine. What I’m wearing is good.” Then he showed up somewhere.
Like yoghurt, we keep it cultured actively.