Making tshirts

I just finished an especially good lecture to Noah, ending with this little tidbit:
J: In your room AND in math, life is easier if you organize it. Put that on a tshirt! Boom!
N: If you put that on a tshirt, I wouldn't wear it.
J: I'd probably find it in a heap on your floor.

The long math ordeal finally ended, and he moved on to researching the paper he's writing for English.
N (reading): Administration of female sex hormones can be used to help control prostate cancer.

J: It also turns you into a girl.  It's better to be a girl than to be dead. Put that on a tshirt! Boom!
N: I'd wear that one.