The MountainMen's Three Wolf Moon Short Sleeve Tee

After reading the amazing reviews for this product, I couldn't help myself. I kept finding myself drawn towards the image - three beautiful wolves, symbols of freedom and self-reliance howling at the moon. Eventually I couldn't hold off any longer, and I was compelled to purchase not one but TWO of these gorgeous works of art.Father's day is coming up and I know that my dad has always felt himself to be a kindred spirit of the lone wolf. Even though he has a hard time hammering a nail or growing more than a single tomato on a tomato plant, that's never stopped him from trying. He's got that idea of self-sufficiency and the instinct for survival without actually being self-sufficient or capable of survival on his own. I think that this shirt will allow him the feeling of being the lone wolf without actually having to carry a gun, a knife, drive a truck or wear a baseball cap.But I can't just let my dad have all the fun. So I also bought one for my husband. He's used to me getting him the $2 shirts on clearance at Old Navy - the ones with sayings you can't understand or graphics you can't figure out. So he'll be shocked at the swell gift this year - a shirt that is NOT on clearance, nor does it have an incomprehensible saying on it. No, this time he is THE MAN.Unfortunately, from the time I started to bring the shirt home from the mailbox (a cluster box at the end of the street), I knew this shirt may be too much for either my dad or my husband. The neighborhood dogs started howling as I walked back to my home, and women who have ignored me for the 4 years I've lived here started to strike up conversations. They kept wanting to know what was in the box. When I told them, they immediately asked if they could see the shirt. I had to fight them off just to make it home!Now I have the shirts at home, wrapped up and ready to go. But I keep unwrapping them as I am compelled to stare at their lupine beauty. My husband wants to know what I'm doing, locked up in the bathroom for so long. I don't want to spoil the surprise, so I'll let him continue to think I'm having gastric upsets of some sort. But I know that when the day comes when he opens the gift and dons the shirt for the first time, I will be unable to control myself. His manliness will exceed my expectations. I'm prepared, though. I also purchased a large crossbow and walking stick so if the neighbor women attempt to infiltrate my home and steal my hunk of manliness, they will have quite the challenge awaiting them.I don't know what the shirt will do for my dad. I think he's gotten it wrong all along. Every year, he's bought some sexy little number for my mom, no matter what the occasion. She doesn't like it, and I'm sure he's never seen the desired outcome. If only he had known of the wolf shirt 20 years ago...but then, we would have seen the lingerie manufacturers go out of business if that had happened. And nothing is sadder than a teddy-maker having to beg for something to support his family. So maybe it's good that the power of the wolf hasn't been unleashed until 2009.

Fit perfect

I bought this product as a gift for my beautiful wife. We have three sons and she loves the military green color. I thought this gift would be perfect with its three wild wolves representing the three small pups we have at home while the rest represents me as her moon and stars.Upon arrival, I decided to reveal this wonderful gift to her early, as I could not contain the thoughtfulness that went in to this Valentine's Day present. Her reaction was different than I anticipated.I thought for sure she'd be excited. When I pulled that shirt out of its plastic sleeve there was a look of awestruck wonder that had appeared on my wife's face. For a moment, I thought that she may have mistaken this shirt for tickets to Disneyworld or a few scratch-offs as her expression of joy was one I had not seen since the last time I surprised her with an Oreo Blizzard. With the fury of the she-wolf that had dwelt long in slumber deep down in her bones, she attacked me and stole the shirt from my grasps. Before I could open my eyes she had adorned said shirt and had me pinned to the floor. She leaned in close and began sniffing my head and neck. I could feel her honing in on my jugular and it was at this time I first feared for my life.Suddenly in one swift motion, she took me straight from the floor and threw me over her shoulder. I felt like an innocent kettlebell being manhandled during an afternoon WOD. The last thing I remember is the weightlessness I felt as I soared through the air. I landed so hard on our bed that I blacked out. I can’t say what happened next. This may be due to the head trauma I sustained or perhaps it is my subconscious doing all it can to protect my now fragile psyche; blocking the experience from my recollection.I woke up two days later. I am not sure where she is now. Our pillows and cushions have been ripped to pieces in the living room and cotton covers the floors like a winter wonderland. All the shoes in the house have been torn up and it appears someone used the business end of a toilet brush as a chew toy. Our home is eerily quiet. The silence is periodically broken by moans that I can only assume are coming from an injured cat in the distance. There are claw marks on the back door as it swings wide open, allowing the cold February air to fill our home. I am scared to leave. I've now locked myself in the bathroom and am writing this review for the safety and concern I have for other husbands.Take my advice. For Valentine’s Day, get her a gift card.

La camiseta de lobos es una elección cómoda y versátil que combina el amor por la naturaleza con un toque de humor. Ya sea que la uses para pasear por la ciudad o para una tarde relajada, esta prenda te permite expresar tu pasión de una manera ligera y alegre.

great t-shirt

Schnelle Lieferung, Shirt sieht sehr gut aus

Ce produit ne correspond pas à la taille affichée. Suite au changement de taille il n'y a pas beaucoup de différence

This was supposed to be a birthday gift for my husband. Just a simple, fun, present. If I'd only known what was to come, I would've canelled my Prime account right away. From the moment that he unboxed the shirt, there was a definitive shift in his behaviour. His pupils dilated ever so slightly and he swiped me away with a snarl. He went into the bedroom to change into the shirt, but didn't come out for three days. I was almost driven mad by the sounds that echoed down the corridor. Howling. Shrieking. At times a demonic whispering that overpowered everything else. I tried to bring him food, but he snapped and growled at me whenever I presented a vegetable. And so I began to bring him roadkill. Dead squirrels. A raccoon. Our lives would be forever changed by the power of the three wolf moon. I knew now that I was a forest bride. That I had no choice but to feed the beast that now resided in my husband's soul. What had I done?????? On the fourth day he came out of the bedroom and he looked great in the shirt!