Morrison got a pack of Wife Beaters for an audition, and after hearing it said and saying it aloud myself a few times, I decided that it’s officially time to re-name them. So after very careful (less than 10 seconds) consideration, may I present to you, from this day forward: THE HUSBAND SHOW-ER. Not a shower. Like a show-er, a thing that shows, a tank top that presents one’s Husband’s shoulders to oneself. HUSBAND. SHOW-ER. It is the best, most stupidest, most on the nose alternative, and so we must go with it. Say it with me. JOIN THE REVOLUTION.