My husband and his brother used to alternate years sending each other weird tee shirts, always trying to out-do the other. One year we found him a tee shirt that looked like it had a football imbedded in the chest. After that, Neal admitted defeat and said the tee shirt chalenge went unequivocably to my husband. Neal was a football hero in his small town so the gift was appropriate. He liked to go to the bar and talk sadly about the old football injury that ended his career. When his unaware companion asked sympathetically what the injury entailed, Neal'd unbutton his shirt and exhibit the tee shirt.