
Yup, that’s Dustin Diamond circa the mid-1980s, representing He-Man the way I used to rock my Return of the Jedi speeder bike t-shirt. Notice, if you will, his empty gaze, the awkward guise of repose, the dreamlike quality that comes from the soft focus — it seems to be the image of a youth he never had. It’s as if the role of Screech had doomed him to a life of bad facial hair and bankruptcy before he ever accepted it, a cosmic reverberation through time not unlike the Overlords of Clarke’s Childhood’s End.
Nah, I don’t mean any of that. But I had a long conversation with an art history major last night, and I feel like that’s what he would have said about this. If I hadn’t pushed him into traffic.
(thanks, Pauly) UPDATE: See more of Dustin’s evolution here.



Hey look, Prince Adam is riding Stridor Robo Horse, while Ram Man and Orco look on. Yep.
I have 3 out of four of those action figures, and use that t-shirt as a cum rag (with Diamond in it).
Um, I believe that is “Orko”, good sir.
/takes huff from inhaler
Art history majors are the only people that contribute less to society than Dustin Diamond.
Original Gangster
In the 80′s I had alot of shirts with surf boards on them.
Which made no sense since, I lived in the midwest and the biggest wave I ever saw was made by a machine at Wisconsin Dells.