If you ever want to stalk me, here's a weekend routine. Many times I like to jump on the Queen street car, ride it past that store with the half naked hipster ladies doing a suggestive skiffle dancing in the shop window, ogle them from the street car, and then get off at the stop right after. I make my way BACK, again casually ogling the dancing half naked hipsters. I stop at the condo furniture places along that strip to "get ideas". I forget whatever ideas I got two seconds later and then pop into Outer Layer to see what's what. It's just a darn fun store to browse through. Clever tshirts and pins for your backpack or hipster hat. Service is always friendly, once you produce ready money.
I rarely laugh at anything on a tshirt or a gay wedding card but there's always something here that actually makes me LOL internally.