I’m just some washed-up creative jackass with a head full of bad ideas, a liver full of bourbon, and a closet full of funny t-shirts that would make HR cry. This whole damn thing started as a way to make myself laugh, and somehow turned into an irreverent apparel brand. Don’t ask me how.

Oh hell, I was probably drinkin’.

I don’t do soft. I don’t do subtle. And I sure as hell don’t care what TikTok says is cool this week. I make offensive shirts for people who still tell jokes that’d get them sent to HR, who’d rather light a cigar than light a scented candle, and who understand that dark humor clothing isn’t supposed to be polite.

If you’re easily offended — good. That means I’m doing my job. But if you’ve got a filthy sense of humor and a dark little corner in your soul where inappropriate t-shirts live, you’re home.

Scroll, laugh, and grab some edgy apparel that’ll piss off the right people. Or don’t. I’ll be here either way — whiskey in hand, middle finger up, and a fresh batch of bad ideas just waiting to hit the next nerve.