It's got big, deep pockets. Unwholesomely deep pockets - far larger on the inside than the outside. Inside them lurk terrible, whispering things, clawed and scaled and tiny and writhing. Crueler than humans, but also wiser. They lurk in the pockets until the wearer makes a mistake of any kind. Then they swarm out of the pockets in a foul-smelling thick swarm, consuming the wearer utterly, and leaving the wearer forgotten.
What a great way to be sure I stay consistent and on top of things! Best of all, the shirt is peacock blue!
It's my new favorite!