Here at the Retropolis Transit Authority, we strive to serve anyone (or any thing) regardless of their number of eyes, their stature, or what we suspect may be tentacles under their trenchcoats.
It's part of our charter, and we're proud of our record.
Here we must admit our failure. We're not casting blame: but neither are we offering excuses. We've been unable to offer our T-Shirts in sizes that will fit an Atomic Giant Weasel.
At present, a delegation of Atomic Giant Weasels is camping outside the city. They want their shirts. They've waited, we admit, patiently. But we've been unable to provide them.
Time is short. The Giant Weasels are poised to enter the city and demonstrate their dissatisfaction in the strongest possible terms.
The only way we can hope to expand so that we can offer Atomic Giant Weasel sizes is if you, friend, and probably everyone else you know, assist us by purchasing these shirts.
We're sort of up against it here.