I’ve previously made mention of my love for obscure “Saved by the Bell” references. Back during freshman year of college, my buddy Steve and I could often be found watching SBTB instead of talking to girls (or trying to kill two birds with one stone). One of our favorite weird moments from the show (among the thousands to choose from) was from the episode where the gang takes over the school store from the nerds and make that swimsuit calendar. Slater acts as store security, and wears the above t-shirt to drive home this point. What “Security, Punk!” means, beyond a head-scratching attempt at seeming tough, is anybody’s guess. BUT THAT DIDN’T STOP US FROM FINDING IT BIZARRELY FUNNY. And it certainly didn’t stop us from spending an evening creating our own iron-on t-shirt versions of Slater’s uniform. Since then, every few months I’ll come across this shirt at the back of my drawer and every time I’ll laugh because I still don’t understand what the hell it means. Yup, it’s hard to imagine why no girl ever took us up on our flyer’s offer.

I’ve previously made mention of my love for obscure “Saved by the Bell” references. Back during freshman year of college, my buddy Steve and I could often be found watching SBTB instead of talking to girls (or trying to kill two birds with one stone). One of our favorite weird moments from the show (among the thousands to choose from) was from the episode where the gang takes over the school store from the nerds and make that swimsuit calendar. Slater acts as store security, and wears the above t-shirt to drive home this point. What “Security, Punk!” means, beyond a head-scratching attempt at seeming tough, is anybody’s guess.

BUT THAT DIDN’T STOP US FROM FINDING IT BIZARRELY FUNNY. And it certainly didn’t stop us from spending an evening creating our own iron-on t-shirt versions of Slater’s uniform. Since then, every few months I’ll come across this shirt at the back of my drawer and every time I’ll laugh because I still don’t understand what the hell it means.

Yup, it’s hard to imagine why no girl ever took us up on our flyer’s offer.

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