There it is.
The first time I read Wuthering Heights, I had to repeatedly stop myself from throwing the book across the room. I wanted to slap almost every single character. (Yet I was totally entranced. Odd, that.)
Anyway. Of the whole crew, Heathcliff makes me the most crazy.
Thus, the shirt. (And my love of the third Fforde book.)
So what's the deal? Am I the only Heathcliff-hater out there? Does everyone else in the world think he's the dreamiest? I guess I'm about to find out. This is the first one I've been vaguely scared of wearing to work. I'm worried that a pack of blue-haired Heathcliff fangirls will batter me with their enormous purses.
Further bulletins as events warrant.