You’re popular. I mean really popular. Your friends list reads like a who’s who and stretches to hundreds of pages. Even Tom is envious of your popularity, so why hide it?

This is it. The official shirthead shirt.
He’s a head. He exists predominantly as a two-dimensional, glow-in-the-dark object. A noble life I think you’ll agree, but he seems a little upset doesn’t he? You know why? Because you don’t buy enough of his products. That makes him a sad shirthead.
So why not give a shirthead a home today and you’ll realise that’s no expression of sadness on his face, but a smirk of feint superiority at the frankly pedestrian t-shirts that others around him are wearing.
Give it a day or so and you’ll feel the same way…

You’ve taken down an entire fleet of Space Invaders and one lone invader remains. Should be easy right?
The last invader was always the toughest. Fuelled by the anger at the death of his fellow invaders, the last invader was fast and mean. Screaming from left to right dropping bombs of the remains of your shelters, the last invader was the utter hard bastard of the Space Invader universe.
How the mighty have fallen. What was once there was a proud warrior making a last pixellated stand is now just an adornment for your T-shirt.
