Sad Shop Greeting Cards range from statements of the obvious ("You drink too much", "I am a tool") to offbeat, yet endearing assertions ("I like you and naps", "I do not like fun") to profound proclamations of human emotion ("Ho Ho Ho, Yo", "Holy Balls"). It never ceases to amaze me how much power can be packed into just a few words printed across 5" x 7" white card stock. Katie Davis' cards are all printed in bold red letters on the outside, with blank space to wax your own poetic on the inside. She makes them in small batches, and hand folds and packs each piece or set. Purchase four cards and get the fifth for free.
J. Allan was wrong to accuse me of “proud” rebellion. If anything, I am a measly rebel wannabe, if anything I am a “tool.” A small dose of self-deprecating hostility would serve my current state of mind well–so without further ado, I present to you a list of the top ten reasons why I am a tool (or at least resemble a tool. I obviously realize I’m being used, so that makes me an enlightened tool (or cretin) at best.)
This feeling of being overwhelmed only accentuates the fact that I am a tool, because it creates in me a lethargy that leads to my consumption of these company’s tainted goods.