NEXT LEVEL SARCASM, DERISION, AND MOCKERY.
Three miscreants got together and conducted an analysis of the hours they worked, their salaries, and outstanding student loan debt and wondered what in all f***. Over mason jars of sweet tea, they waxed poetic about how demoralizing it was to be supervised by beings who were ten levels below the dumbest people they knew. Realizing that burning down their workplaces wasn’t legal, they shared their disgust by rocking t-shirts that displayed what they couldn’t be bothered to repeat over and over. Lesser beings pointed and stared…at the shirts, the boobies under the shirts, or the weirdos rocking the shirts. Whatevs. They wanted to get “flewed out” places but on their own jet. Thus, they decided to assemble an empire steeped in absolute fuggary. And here we are.