good meat.

dutifully onboarding retail. no questions at this time.

pst. wake up babe. then we etherum shark tank toilet just dropped.

very much so fucking back. or early. or over. or eternally picking at a wound that will not quite heal.

good meat.

make. things.

so fucking back truly doesn’t describe how fucking over. or how the thrusting has become numb. to the rise and fall. that smooths with the regularity of a flaccid tide.

last night was a movie.

bull market starts when i’m out of my mind on computer duster watching the secret life of walter mitty on one portable DVD player and Al Gore reading the Bitcoin whitepaper on the other with a bowl of camel crush balls to send me higher than the charts we bask in.

good meat.

beef. fucking. brothko.

I repeat. fresh. fucking. brothko.

meat in the end. cakes in the end. our salvation comes from the eternal stream of dehydrated piss entering and exiting scented cylinders. the lips and holes of a generation will rise again.

private sale. public sale. fuckable sale.

good meat.

chip it and send it around the world. decentralized pleasure with few external dependencies. this is how we build. this is how we summon the next bull.

not entirely sure which institutions, museums, highway billboards or otherwise need to hear this but.

summers birthday today. we’ve agreed not to stray too far from tradition. redd’s apple eggs and jib jabs at party city followed by huffing spray paint (chroming) and seeing reagan dressed as deadpool and wolverine. cheers to a fucking insane artist and friend.