The name of the store is F_ y'all. Those tee shirts are their signature item. In Austin these sell like hotcakes.
Our unshaven friend has just emerged from the tattoo parlor next door where he has had the store's name, "F_ Y'All" inked onto his left forearm. Looking up at the tee shirt store's sign, he realizes, unfortunately, that the tattoo artist and he should not have shared quite so many Lone Star brews during the inking session, as the tattoo is misspelled: "FCUK ALLY."
He indeed is married to one of the two sisters, who together do own the store. Hence, his decision to have the store name permanently memorialized on his arm. He is an unemployer PHOTO JOURNALIST. His missus is the one on our right. He has been having an affair with the smoker. His wife is onto them.
This being Texas, everyone is packing heat. Shortly after Dave shot this image, Mrs. F_ Y'All shoots Mr. Misspelled tattoo. This being Texas, she gets off with a misdemeanor conviction for discharging a concealed firearm within Austin City limits on a Sunday before noon (the penalty for discharging an UNconcealed weapon is far worse). She eventually marries the tattoo artist. It doesn't work out, as he, too, has an affair with the smoking enchantress sister. Mrs. F_ pops him with her colt, too. He survives. Goes on to host a daytime talk show, a la Jerry Springer.
The cheating sister moves back to Shanghai, where she opens a successful chain of ultra-high-end tee shirt stores where the F_ Y'all logo shirts sell for $200 each to newly-rich Chinese capitalists. The brand becomes the next Gucci, making the home wrecker quite wealthy. She retires to the Cote d'Azur. She breaks up Nicolas Sarkozy and Carla Bruni. Sarkozy marries her. Carla Bruni shoots Sarkozy; doesn't kill him, but does hit a nerve that leaves his eyebrows paralyzingly arched in a constant state of surprise, rendering him unable to continue serving. Bruni pleads insanity. Home wrecker succeeds her husband as the President of France. She dumps Sarkozy and marries Carla Bruni in a televised ceremony at Versailles, the biggest public wedding since Prince Charles and Diana Spencer.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Colt 45, having killed one hubby and wounded another, decides to get out of Dodge, um, not Dodge, um, Austin. She joins a traveling rodeo. Establishing a rather larging following on the rodeo circuit as the modern-day incarnation of Annie Oakley, she becomes a popular public figure. Leveraging her fame, she goes on to run and win election as the Governor of Texas in 2014. In her first offical act, she signs legislation banning all handguns in Texas. She marries Sarkozy, who has relocated to Austin where he owns a western outfitter store across from the state capital named Bonjour, Pardner!
Everyone lives happily ever after.
