Her Heart’s in the Right Place
My grandmother, always, without fail gives me the most god awful, ugliest shirts I’ve ever seen. To top it off, they are always like size xl or xxl. I’m a somewhat fit fellow, usually wearing a medium, maybe a large depending on the shirt.
I see her often enough, she knows what I look like and even generally wear. God bless her for trying but I’m always amused at how ridiculous the shirts are. Story credit: Reddit/Antijawa