You know the look. Droopy, baggy pants tightly belted about the knees. Paradoxically, the underpants are riding somewhere between the belly button and nipple line.
And what about the music? “Bleep this” “Place a cap in that.” “Hey chums, I’m off to procure illicit items.”
Sometimes, unsavory lyrics insult motherhood.
So what can you do? How can you ensure that the “wanksta” in your life remains as such and doesn’t slide into a life of reprobation?
The answer is simple and it’s all around you – THE SEA.
Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a meal. Teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime. Feed a man to the fish, and you go to jail. Teach a man about the fish, well that’s really something.
Many of our inner-city youth are no longer “connected” with any aquatic life. NONE WHATSOEVER.
That’s where we come in. FishRespectin’ is your source for hip attire with a message – a message that bridges the gap between fellows like MC Hammer and the hammerhead shark. Between P Diddly and Squidly Didly.
Buy a shirt for your salty wanksta and he might just become a SALT WATER TANKSTA!
Remember. Jacque Cousteau wore droopy pants and he turned out pretty darn good. Now you know why.
Know a youth who’s “disrespectin’”? Get him “FishRespectin’” today!