Golden Tabloid is the strain that solved the world. It keeps you from dying every one inch where you stand. Here is how Roast Beef described the experience of Golden Tabloid nestling in among your brainpavers (abridged, or the Internet would run out of space):
We are going Christmas shopping in a place where volunteer minks—tall as a parent, with spicy, musky cologne—give you a loving, selfless, genuine hug every time you enter a new store, and you love hugging them back.
That is actually what you want. I don’t even need you to admit this.
These shirts are hand-screened in Portland, Oregon on 100% cotton Hanes tees. They feature a slightly more flattering cut than that dumpy thing you got when you volunteered at the public event, and which many people wore outside their actual jackets.