





For months, our all-volunteer team of designers have been hard at work whipping child laborers in order to produce garments bearing the Muskets! logo for the official Muskets! Merch Shoppe!
Each shirt is painstakingly hand-sewn by a tiny Korean boy named Tao whose hands are fused into claws from years of fine manual labor. Then they are hand-painted to exacting specifications by Jeff, a big guy who we were going to fire for drinking on the job, but then he showed up with some of his buddies and they seemed pretty raw. Jeff tells us that the designs are excellent.
I'd tell you where the pins and hats come from, but the number of bodily fluids involved might be too much for our younger readers. Suffice to say, there's a little bit of us in each and every item.
Be it a scary Batman, a happy pimp, an 8-bit frog, or the sentence "I have poisoned the tea," our shirts will serve all your comedy and poison informing needs. Please, don't let Tao's work be in vain.
Production shortfalls come out of his daily rice ration, and he's looking sickly as it is. For all our sakes, check out the shop today!
Guess what? We still have a blog! And though we may no longer provide oddly-shaped thumbnails or nonsensical excerpts at the bottom of the front page, you can still keep up with all of the latest Muskets! happenings by clicking the blue blog button at the top of this very website.
The blog is our private space. A safe place where we're free to wax philosophical about our interests, aspirations, victories and defeats, religious yearnings and all that makes us human. Although we don't actually use it for any of that. Mainly we plug stuff.
So to stay on top of TAM!-related video releases, upcoming projects, plays, festivals, contests, and the many things we'll be plugging, be sure to check out the official Muskets! Blog. Otherwise, you risk NOT KNOWING when our tortilla chip ad comes in third in a tortilla chip ad competition.
Truly, it's the highest purpose to which a free, unlimited publishing and distribution platform can be put. In years to come, schoolchildren will read on their kindles about how the world was changed by our sudden ability to say anything we want to anyone at any time. Well, inner-city schoolchildren. The rich kids will still get actual books.
The Those Aren't Muskets! Blog: The commenting system may be unwieldy and the grammar shaky, but dammit, it's our home.






