I used to wear shirts with words on them. Well, actually, I still do, to be honest. I'm guessing I may be a bit fussier about what those shirts say than I used to be, but I'm not positive.
My sisters gave my father a t-shirt once with the words "Proud to be Polish" silk-screened on it. A good job of silk-screening it was, too, because the words were quite legible regardless of which side of the shirt was out. Of course, inside-out the words were more or less mirror-reversed.
Dad gave the shirt to me. He said, "I'm not ashamed of it by any means, but I don't need to walk around proclaming it to everyone either."
Me, I trimmed the little tag off with a scissors. You know the one, tells you what size the shirt is, how to wash it, who made it, stuff like that. Clip. And it's gone.
Then, whenever I wore it I'd peel it off when done and drop it into the laundry. Whichever side was out, that's how it got folded up when clean and dry, put away, and eventually worn again. So 50% of the time the writing was mirror-reversed. And I'd wait for people to tell me my shirt was inside out. And I'd answer them, "Only if you aren't Polish."
Told you it wasn't earth-shattering.