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Your dad knew how to rage before you did and his friends are still afraid to give him whiskey because of it. At about half past tipsy, the quiet giant bear child awoke from his sober slumber and became a shit ripping, F5 party tornado. Blacked out and filled with mistakes, he went down in party history each night his alter ego was released. His actions became party folk lore, making him the Johnny Appleseed of getting gnar balls.
So hipsters, next time you’re recanting a tale of intoxicated past and bragging about how awesome you were the previous night, remember this…
Your dad is the patron saint partying and the reason the term “that guy” exists.
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Street Art of the Day: Tired of Banksy? Subversive street artist Mobstr has surfaced in East London just in time.
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