30 years ago, I went to a record store. A young black man came in wearing a shirt that said “jigaboo” on the front, and “spearchucker” on the back..We were both looking at Jazz records. I finally couldn’t contain myself! I started laughing, and asked him where he’d gotten the shirt. He started laughing too. We talked, and I found he was studying Mechanical Engineering at Case, as my Father had. Nice young man!
My shirt says "Creepy Ass" on the front and "Cracker" on the back.