That's right, even with my wuss of a dad trying to get all cutesy with me (seriously dad, more flannel?), you can't deny you wouldn't wanna mess with this kid! That's right, my sweatshirt is from the tough part of Brooklyn, not the one where all those hipsters live, but the one where they have all the Gap stores, where this sweatshirt is from. Dang. And that paw print is from a real live Mountain Lion, who I then skinned and turned into this hat. And I was also wearing socks.
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