This is one is one of the waaaaaay old-school Swank shirts. My granddad was a moonshiner back in Climax NC. The feds caught him by following my grandmother to the abandoned house he was hiding in. She'd bring up food and water by ladder to a second floor window every few days. Paw Paw spent a bit of time on the Federal Farm doing some involuntary labor for a bit after that...
Anyway, he was a good guy, and LOVED his grandkids, so this is my homage to him. The first version of these were printed using a stencil in the kitchen of the crappy little 2 bedroom apartment we were living in. I'd print them, put them on hangers, then cure the ink in our (only) bathroom with a heat gun. Punk rock, and totally DIY. Hope you enjoy it.