“just to say that you ain’t up on this” OR “how you love esoteric shit for ballers, tell me so.”
For all of you outlandish dudes who want to spend your hard earned or ill gotten gains on things that would be filed under “the good life”, then this is for you. The savvy, savvy and crevvy duty dudes over at BrewDog made up a 55% alcohol beer with all sorts of tasty leaves and berries in it called ‘The End Of History’ and if you can fade such a thing, the price is 500-700 POUNDS. I like to buy really expensive shit that I would regret after I get stone drunk, but that’s just me. As you can see above, the drank is hermetically sealed in bottles that use stuffed animals as beer cozies. Let the appropriate people trip accordingly. Oh yeah, can you re-seal the bottle after imbibing upon a draught or so, like a 40?
This dude pictured below stabbed some dude in the eye at the comic book convention for not moving seats. Apparently, the stabbed dude sat in on one panel in hopes of securing safe passage in the other panel. He must not know about black comic book collectors from the hood, that rare breed of wild man will walk around the ghetto all day thinking that he is Blade, Luke Cage, 3-D Man, Black Lightning, Night Thrasher, whoever you can think of that is black in a costume. And the REALLY buck dudes just think that they are in a Garth Ennis comic where ironic moments of ultraviolence can still be averted within 2 panels 15 minutes or less…..
(you know that deep down, everyone who was there immediately got trauma boners.)
Meanwhile, this evil man has a new mixtape out that is probably one of the most entertaining things of the 2nd qtr. It has no cover or track listing and out of his mouth comes nothing but game. Don’t get robbed by Project Pat……
