Custom Printed Silk-Screened T-Shirts for your Business or Event. (Minimum 24 Shirts) $3.89 ea.

Custom Printed Silk-Screened T-Shirts for your Business or Event. (Minimum 24 Shirts) $3.89 ea.

New Gildan First Quality 5.4 oz. 100% cotton White short sleeve T-shirts- S-M-L-XL (any combination)
2XL-3XL-4XL- add $2.95 ea.

Price includes 1 color silk-screen printing on 1 side of shirt.

(1) Silk-Screen held on file permanently) $25.00

Beautiful artwork. All artwork files accepted or we will gladly do your artwork from scratch.
Color Proofs for your approval supplied quickly

7 day turnaround time after artwork is approved.

Ask for a quote on any quantity of T-Shirts, on any color fabric, printed in up to 8 colors.

Polo, and all other T-shirts embroidered or silk screened.

Embroidered Baseball Caps in all colors-one size fits all- (Minimun 48)

Long Sleeve Tees, Hoodies, Tank Tops, Tote bags,

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Prices start as low as $0.70 ea

Some popular items.
Auto Air Fresheners, Bic Magnets, Bic Pens,
Imprinted Business Card Size Hand Sanitizers, Tote Bags,
and thousands of other items.

You name it. I sell it.

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I would be happy to send you a quote or stop by and show current samples of our beautiful shirts and other items.
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Thanks.

David
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ASI Dealer since 1982

Life Sucks

Here I sit at the East Bank Club on a lonely Sunday afternoon. I have worked out on the elliptical and rode the bicycle for about an hour combined. Then, I drank  soy milkshake. I am all alone. I know a million people from business dealings, gambling, and being a man about town. But, that does not matter. There is no one to go to dinner with or have a drink with. I do not know what I will do tomorrow because my custom t-shirt business is not booming right now. I am trying to figure out how to promote it. This life sucks.

Ah But No Choo

I usually cannot complete a sneeze. There is the Ah but the Choo does not follow. This has been happening for over a year. I am a 57 year old man in excellent health. I sneezed normally my entire life. Then, I got self conscious about sneezing and started failing to complete sneezes. 

 

I have gone up to 10 weeks without sneezing.  I will infrequently  sneeze and think I am cured. However, the inability to complete a sneeze soon returns.  I have researched endlessly and asked questions and have seen all types of Doctors. No one has heard of this rare problem. They all say not sneezing will cause no medical problems. There is scarce research about this because it is not medically significant or hardly ever seen in people. My psychologist and a neurologist say this is absolutely a psychological condition.

 

 I have no other symptoms or consequences of this condition ,just frustration. I sneeze once in a while and feel "cured" only to have the inability resume. I actually now go into a state of anxiety when I feel the urge to sneeze for fear of how depressed I will be when the sneeze aborts. Any information will be greatly appreciated. 

 

Thank you.

David

Boy Toy Goes Lymph Cause Viagra Does Not Work

Here I am at Dunkin Donuts blogging about my crazed, sad life. You see, just a few days ago l was living the life of luxury one would expect from a boy toy. I was with my older but glamorous sugar mama eating dinner at the fanciest restaurants, getting pedicures, going to plays. The whole nine yards. In return, I spent my time with her, in large part, enjoying our bodies locked together in the same  passion and bliss we have seemingly had forever.

Then, it was time to take her back to airport so she could get back to her real other life. I am merely filler as much as she says she loves me which she has proven over and over. However, not enough to throw in the towel on the high life and become a slave to my neediness and neurosis.

It was just a few weeks ago that I went off to Arizona with my mamas blessing to pursue an old relationship. Things were all set for me to find a 24/7 mama who I had had a relationship with years before.

When the moment of truth came the stinking Viagra would not work. My ticket to ride into this persons life was through a great sexual experience as we had had in the past and all I had to offer was a lymph dick, a still  talented tongue and a bunch of excuses about how the Viagra didn't work because of all the food and drink that had absorbed it's potency. It was a lame excuse. I needed my dick

 I flew home shortly thereafter and stayed in the house clinically depressed for several days. My sugar mama said to see a shrink and she would pay. I did.. He gave me a strong anti-depressant and a prescription that I actually filled for a long term SSRI 
 medicine for OCD and depression.

Here is hoping 

 

 Depression and loneliness are colliding within me at a furious pace. It's hard to tell which one is heavier. I am so shrunken internally from the bombardment my demons have launched against me that I feel inhuman. I am walking around like the mere atom I have long felt I would reduced to someday which is today.

I just came back from out of town. I went to Arizona hoping to make a magical connection with someone from long ago. Instead, we were both left looking at my shrunken penis which would not work it's old

 magic which is all she was really interested in. Instead, I left there still trying to explain why I    couldn't get it up. How could Viagra have failed me at such a critical time? It was not as if failing
 with her had not meant a lot. It meant everything.

Back here I have  no job, no friends who are available when I need them to be, no money which I have gambled away, and a neighbor who has me sleepless as I lay there and listen for when he will start sawing and drilling against my wall as he sets up his condominium.

I look at all the men, women, and children all leading purposeful lives at the sports club I'm at where I am hidden away writing this dribble. I am so empty inside.

My long time girlfriend just left town yesterday to go back to her long time boyfriend who does not  know about me. She really does love me but is unable to help me in my horrid mental state. She will be on the phone tomorrow calling me with the names of psychiatrists who she will demand I see. She will pay since she can and I have no faith that any of them will be able to even get a conversation going with me let alone help me. I need medicine for my head as well as years of psychotherapy and I am already sixty five. Ha!

So, tonight at 7.30 there is a Gamblers Anonymous meeting that I always attend. It is  about 3.30 pm now

There seems to be no outs for me.