Sure. I Text. Typewriter [On Sweatshirts] Sweatshirt

Rest your thumbs, pilgrim. Travel to an age-old century where tweets weren't tapped out on tiny buttons. Back to a time when people put more weight behind their words. Industrial-strength knuckle grease. The more moving parts, the better. They clobbered the keys. Bells rang out. A lever was slapped and a carriage rattled back for its next go-round: marching that sheet of flattened tree pulp across, across, to spank more inky letters into the soft, thirsty paper. Another item of no consequence, provided for your conspicuous consumption by TwaddleMart.