The majestic dragon can oft be spied in the dark basements of suburbia, where its nocturnal wearers use its bright plumage to attract their bearded compatriots to rousing games of Warhammer and all-night Battlestar Galactica DVD binges (the original, of course). This beautiful creature has become ever more elusive over the years, as nerds have discovered irony and now favor garments emblazoned with humorous Linux-based innuendoes. Only the rarest of nerds, those earnest few who take no pride in their nerdiness (and may not even be aware of it), still dare to accept the dragon shirt upon their corpulent bodies. The dragon is now limited to those nerds so unaware of their condition that they truly believe that the dragon shirt is rad, and that it will benefit their quest to meet women. For what fair lady, they reason, could resist the allure of a beast so noble?