Bad taste

So, I went out to get a few drinks with some friends last night, and while I was sitting at the bar, some goateed, shaved-headed douche sidled up next to me and ordered a few drinks. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a bunch of writing on it, which I suddenly recognized as...the prayer they say at Alcoholics Anonymous meetings. Ugh.

I wonder what he wears when he's buying crystal meth.