This shirt’s got a lot going on, and I love every second of it. Aside from its obvious correlation to three wolf moon and the bitchin’ unicycle (which may as well be called the NutRacker), this bad boy is sporting a unibrow that would makes a Frida Kahlo self-portrait look tweezed.
But there’s a reason that this fella’s kicking up some wizard dust from that badass solo wheel. His heart is pure. He’s a Unicycle Shredder. It takes some unicorn-grade balls to rock a forehead caterpillar like that.
And confidence like that, you just can’t knock down.
On a final note – you know that unicorn totally sings The Final Countdown every time they shred the gnar.