Jimothy T-shirt

Ballard, Seattle. July 2026.

A woman looked under a car and saw a raccoon that appeared to have been sat on.

Not injured. Not distressed. Just built like someone had grabbed a normal raccoon at both ends and pushed firmly inward until the legs were almost touching. Round as a football. Head sitting directly on its shoulders like the neck had simply declined to get involved. Moving at full speed, completely unbothered, as if this was the most normal shape a living creature had ever been.

"What am I looking at?" she asked the internet.

The internet looked at the small spherical chaos goblin disappearing up a flight of stairs and said:

Jimothy.

He's built like a baked bean, walks like he's late for court, and has the confidence of a man who's just microwaved fish in the office kitchen.

Nobody knows where Jimothy came from. Nobody knows what he's carrying. Nobody's brave enough to ask.

This gloriously rotund trash goblin is here to waddle straight into your wardrobe and your enemies' nightmares. Equal parts adorable and deeply unsettling, he's the patron saint of skipped leg day, stolen snacks, and making eye contact for far too long.

Wear Jimothy with pride. He didn't choose the bin life.

The bin life chose Jimothy.