"Say 'hello' to my lack of taste!"

Through the course of the evening I saw two (count 'em, two) separate dudes wearing two separate t-shirts featuring prints of Scarface . One of them was actually more of a button-up. You know, for semi-formal events.
There's one message and one message only which may be conveyed through this fashion atrocity: Coke dealers are wicked. Especially fictional ones.