pic: Erroneous Shipping

In 2004, my team ordered custom printed t-shirts so that we could wear them to competition. Instead of recieving awesome robot graphics and a nice tribute to our sponsors, the company that we solicited accidentally sent us a shipment of 25 "Clayton's Place" shirts. They didn't want them back, so we kept them. They're now used as shop rags, sleepwear, and packing material. We're all wondering why "it's always 8:25." Ideas?