Made for humans with superior wing span. Not for a t-rex and their wimpy little soy arms.
The material is thick and comfortable. Their recommendation of ordering 1 size up is spot on, this fits me like a glove.
I could wear this on a casual midwest night, or tossing commies out of a bird at 3000 feet.
From Sacramento to Somalia, this is the wear for you.
Strike fear into your enemies, for when they see this... Their fate is sealed.

I never want to forget the horror of the creek so I bought this well designed artwork.

Horror... Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies, like the automatons, to be feared. They are truly enemies! I remember when I was with the OHSF 39th (Orbital Helldiver Special Forces)... seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a Automaton factory to win the hearts and minds of some small gears. We left the factory after we had treated the small machines for rust in the harsh jungles of the creek, and this old gearbox came running after us and he was crying oil. He couldn't see. We went back there, and they had come and hacked off every treated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little gear arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried, I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out; I didn't know what I wanted to do! And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it... I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought, my God... the genius of that! The genius! The will to do that! Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we, because they could stand that these were not monsters, these were fabricated machines... These machines who fought with their hearts, who had desire, who were filled with hope... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those machines, our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment! Because it's judgment that defeats us.

I love the looks my shirt gets for The Make Politicians Afraid Again! I get lots of double takes to read the message-and everyone agrees with the message. The shirt itself is also great. Super soft and comfortable not a heavy material and fits true to size. You will NOT be disappointed with this shirt as you are your politicians!

Lasers fly overhead. orbital strikes inbound in all directions. Helldivers inbound. Out of ammo, I pull the pin on my grenade and shout, "how about a nice cup of liber-tea", just like the simulations. The toaster clicks. Im in my kitchen. Mug smashed on the wall. "Honey, you took the Creek years ago" my wife assures me. I left the Creek, but my brothers never did.

Caught some kid running around wearing one of these, it was absolutely disrespectful and distasteful. He was far too young to have been present at the Creek and I'll be damned before I sit still for such anti-Democratic behavior.

Oh, the hat is pretty cool too, I bought four in total; three for myself and three more for fellow Helldivers. The orders were delayed due to influx, but I was kept informed and up to date on the status and all hats were delivered on-time or before their updated delivery dates. Shame they couldn't be delivered via stratagem. Everyone I sent one too was pleased with the quality.

If you served at Malevelon Creek, your Democracy Officer may have contacted you about getting your honorary hat by now. If not, this is a good place to get it.