Twice in my teens in early 90's Stoke I got a "talking to" from different Police Officers all over one summer due to my t-shirts as I was walking around the main shopping area (The Potteries Centre). One was the now infamous Cradle of Filth one with "Jesus is a ****" on the back and the other by Medulla Noche had no swearing but the image of the aftermath of a persons suicide by shotgun on the back with "All our friends are Dead".
Happily I grew out of that "shocking t-shirt" age quite quickly, mainly due to my dad (also a copper) finding out I'd been stopped as he didn't know about the t-shirts before hand, all of which caused me to rapidly reappraise my own attitude
Happily I grew out of that "shocking t-shirt" age quite quickly, mainly due to my dad (also a copper) finding out I'd been stopped as he didn't know about the t-shirts before hand, all of which caused me to rapidly reappraise my own attitude