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Shakespeare Underwear!

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Paul Whybrow

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There are various ways of declaring one's writing allegiances, including messages on T-shirts, but what about having an illustrious playwright on your underwear?

The Bard appears, along with Henry VIII, Ann Boleyn, Queen Anne and Elizabeth I on underwear sold by Not On The High Street:

Henry Viii Tudor Portrait Pants

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I had the puerile thought, that a man could make Henry's nose twitch, if he thought hard about it....:rolleyes:

It led me to wonder which writers would be ideal candidates for appearing on undergarments. Being confronted with some authors' faces could be off-putting. How about Charles Bukowksi howling at you?!

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Perhaps, I'd be better off sticking to (no pun intended :oops:) someone spiritually astute, like the Dalai Lama?

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Who would you have on your knickers or underpants?
 
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