A Real Classy Joint

Yesterday I went to Wally-World to purchase some bead products. I hate it there, so I tried to speed through as fast as possible. I usually break out into a sweat if I stay longer than 15 minutes. It took me at least 20 minutes to locate the craft department,(let the sweating begin) which had been moved into the garden center (obviously). I was panic stricken with Walmart grief by the time I got to the register. My hair was stuck to my forehead and I was anxiously rocking back and forth in line. I was forced to do a double take at the guy in front of me in line when I realized he was wearing a shirt that read "Save a Pole, Tip Your Local Stripper" and a hat that said "PORN STAR". He was standing with his young daughter and his possibly stripper wife? (FANTASTIC)I couldn't look away....it was like someone was about to poke me in the eye with a fork, and I just let it happen.... What does that shirt even mean? Are poles endangered? The picture below was the closest thing I could find to the situation I encountered yesterday. It's actually more horrible....or maybe equally horrible, just in a different way. Thank you Google Images....I think.....