Do you know what happens if you pretend to like Wu-Tang when in reality the only compact disc on repeat in your car is IBIZA HITS 96? Ghosts. Ghosts happen, they straight call you out on your bullshit, strip you of your topshop purchased WU WEAR and slit your throat. I’ve seen it happen. Like 8 times. For real.
My donation for “The Flash Show” an exhibition of new and original artwork that will mark Things&Ink magazine’s two year birthday. All profit made from the event will be given to a unique charity called Sarcoma UK.
The exhibition will run from 24th September to 15th October 2014 at Atomica Gallery in London.
My one is a shout out to all the tattooers puking out the SAMO shit daily.
You’ve been away for two weeks on tour with your lame ass band, you’ve missed your girl like crazy, you’ve been skyping her and shit but it ain’t the same. You get back in the country, she tells you to come straight to hers, she has a surpise for you. Fucking sweet, you hope it’s a three way with her best friend, you’ve talked about it before. Whatever, if it is that’s rad but if it isn’t, #nbd you finally get to her place and knock on the door, she answers it like this. You scream. It’s terrifying, she takes you by the hand and leads you into the living room, she’s ordered pizza, stuffed crust, super supreme - your favourite, she said sit down, were watching all 6 Star Wars movies, eating pizza and I’m totally gonna blow you. You start crying and she takes off the mask, she says what’s wrong I thought you’d be excited! You love Star Wars I thought? You shake your head. STAR TREK LUCY! I LOVE STAR TREK. The relationship ends immediately. #startrek