A COUNTRY-fandom wank.
Hi, all. First actual post here, hope this is appropriate.

So a guy makes a shirt. His (or her; not sure) reasons for doing so?

I was preparing for an international trip, and I thought, "what can I do tell as many people as possible in other countries that many Americans vehemently disagree with the policies of our own government?" So I made this shirt, and various wonderful people translated it into all of the official UN languages, Arabic, Chinese, English, French, Spanish, and Russian. Buy one for your own international travels. A domestic version (US$16), without English, is also available for those who want to make a statement, but not to monolingual locals.

Cool, I think. A nice bit of fun and satire. And then I notice there's a link for people to leave comments, and I went see what other people thought of it.

Wank wank WANK wank wank, including, but not limited to:

A European essentially screaming 'capitalist PIG-DOG!' - Honestly, you think that by printing a t-shirt like this you can feel good about yourselves, and that the rest of the world community will just 'let you off the hook' for your planet-destroying, culture-homogenising, democracy-flouting ways... and yes that does mean you too.

A 'respect your betters, Euro-trash'! comment - They only reason you aren't talking German is because we saved your ass. Don't you forget it you pompous soap-box preaching Dill.

That of course lead to a bunch of wanky responses on how 'WE won the war', 'no, WE did' from various geo-political posters, usually with absolutely no research into the history first - too many to link, really, all in the 'comments' link.

And of course, the your country 'ENGLAND' isn't even a REAL COUNTRY, you BRIT! comment.

And a closing excerpt, for amusement's sake:

dear toy douchebag
Perhaps YOUR president sucks, but MY president, GW Bush, is doing a great job, and will EASILY be re-elected. You know what's wrong with you euros? You've got no BALLS. You'd rather lie there, feeling smug, eating your snails and crumpets while the rest your neighborhood is going up in smoke. I'm sick of bailing out your sorry asses.