But why do I have a photo of it? The Perot t-shirt, though a classic, was just sitting in a box in my mom's attic for a while. When I came across it while looking through my things, I decided it was time to get rid of it. I attempted to sell it on eBay, to no avail. Apparently Perot memorabilia isn't that hot of a seller. However, I have a wannabe hipster younger brother, Alex. Alex was clearly the only worthy recipient of this fine piece of vintage election apparel. I had no doubts that he wanted the shirt. Ecstatic and nearly moved to tear, Alex received the shirt. Before parting ways with Perot after a long and beautiful relationship, I snapped this photo so that as my brain ages I can remember it like it was yesterday.