Where Terrifically Tasteless Tee's Began

Welcome to Tara's Adventures! Thank you for exploring our terrifically tasteless t's - I think you'll like what you find.

This blog will give a bit of insight to the motivation and direction behind the creation of these fantastically funny / slightly (OK, MORE than slightly) obscene t-shirts. In addition and over time, you will learn a bit about the creative team behind the t-shirts and the endorsement of Only Fans Superstar Dixie Dynamite. Welcome Aboard......

Let's go back to the beginning just a bit. I grew up in western Kentucky and from Day One I was infatuated and in awe of tremendous stand up comedy. The first non musical cassette I ever purchased was the first stand up release by Eddie Murphy in 1982. I wore that tape out, literally having to replace it after only about 6 months because it was so stretched from my continual playback, rewinding, fast forwarding etc.....I played it for all of my friends (granted at 13 my circle of friends was limited to the neighborhood and middle school and church group) and had every single word memorized. EVERY. SINGLE. WORD. It is no exaggeration to say that finding that cassette and bringing it home altered my perspective of how to impress and win friends. I'm still not entirely sure what drew me to it , standing in the Owensboro KMart that November day pondering what I was going to purchase with that week's chore money. I had just recently discovered Rush, Ozzy Osbourne and Iron Maiden and my weekly trips for new cassettes were, up to that point, completely music related. But for some reason that Fall afternoon seeing that cover with the devilish grin from Eddie was a magnet and I had to buy it to know exactly what it was.

As I rode home with my Mom, she had asked me what I got that day. She was not particularly intrusive in trying to shape my listening habits and even though the metal tunes pumping from my room on a daily basis (Crazy Train, Number Of The Beast, Tom Sawyer et al) must have driven her crazy she never once tried to interject any prohibitions or restrictions on my listening habits.  I'd even had conversations with her, explaining exactly WHY Number Of The Beast was NOT a satanic song or album and she seemed satisfied with my explanation. So when I told her it was a new comedy album by someone named Eddie Murphy she was surprised at my choice but never thought what this particular comedy album might be presenting in terms of content, words and stories. I think when she saw the cassette she must have imagined a Bill Cosby type comedy album. What could possibly be offensive about that, right?

As soon as I got home I rushed to my room and popped the cassette into my shitty little portable cassette player (you remember them, shaped like a rectangle with the cassette carriage in the middle where you popped a door open to slide the cassette into and then pushed play on the row of buttons at the bottom of the rectangle and the tiniest shittiest transiter speaker was at the tob of the rectangle. This predated boom boxes (at least for me it did) and what I used for more than 2 years as I dove into my music (and soon-to-develop comedy) obsession. 

I was mesmerized. Transfixed. Shocked. Titillated (even though I did not know what that meant at the time). Completely. Blown. Away.

Never had I imagined that such words and stories (bits or routines as I was later to learn they were called) could be weaved together in such an obscene, hilarious, and intelligent way. Eddie was all of these things. Obscene? Definitely! Hilarious? Obviously!! Intelligent? Without Question!!!

I listened to it non stop until I went to bed that night. I had to be dragged out of my room to join the dinner table and the only thing that had convinced me to do so was my favorite meal growing up, Sloppy Joes and Crinkle Cut fries. I returned as quickly as I was done eating to my new found treasure. I fell asleep listening to it. And as soon as I woke up I started the process all over. I was so excited to take it to school and reveal my master choice to my buddies. Surely they would find it as funny as I did, right? OF COURSE, my friends were 12 and 13 year old boys. What 12 and 13 year old boy WOULDN'T find it just as captivating as I did. ANSWER, yes of course they were captivated. I instantly became something of a celebrity as apparently no one in my circle had ever been exposed to such brilliance previously either.

It was that moment that changed my perspective a bit. I realized that humor was a uniting device. It was only later as I grew and explored all typed of comedy and started to perceive it from a mature (or at least older) perspective that comedy could also be divisive. And I'm not going to lie, learning that it could be both uniting AND divisive was actually an added attraction for me and only further helped develop my passion for comedy.

Continue to join our blog as I take you on this journey from there to here. Can't wait to talk to you again soon - check back often!