Careful don’t get too close to it. I don’t wanna see you get a sunburn.

I’m still salty about getting hit in the face by a water bottle thrown by Lit’s singer in ‘99.

I dunno dude. I lived in some punk houses with some crusty dudes before. We just didn’t sound so eloquent when we noticed a homie shat himself.

I just learned that Yorkshire pudding is nothing like jello pudding and my whole world view has been shaken to it core

I’m thankful for the ska scene buying so many shirts from me. Y’all keep me employed.

It’s probably best to not give me sharp objects when I’m learning a new and frustrating skill.