I love this photo. Not only do I have a fistful of razors, I have my hand in the medicine cabinet!
I can remember my brother wearing that shirt at least five years after I did (good old hand-me-downs, I am pretty sure my older sister wore it before I did), it had little trains on it. Once I read this blogpost of someone's about how they wanted to start a company that made shirts for adults exactly like the favourite ones they had as children. I'd totally wear a shirt like that now.