I remember these chairs.  They conjure memories of lightning bugs, fireworks, and cookouts.  I remember my dad pulling these chairs out of the back of our ‘85 Volvo wagon at my little league game.  I remember these chairs next to the fire on our family camping trip.  I remember the plastic arms and the nylon webbing and the aluminum frame, so basic, so easy.  These chairs did their job without pretension, without needing to draw attention to themselves; they were the thankless servants of a lazy summer.  These chairs make me want to throw on my favorite tshirt, sit down with my feet in the kiddie pool, and just lean back as the world goes by.  Get ‘em here, and design a tshirt to match at WhoopTee.

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