Our Mission

Loving our wives. An overdone hotdog. Mud wrestling. Backyard dogbites. Scabs that won't heal. Drunk football. Bar-fight birthdays. Four men in the bed of a 1967 pickup. Pool coping. Your favorite pair of Chuck 70s. The right kinda sweat stains. Denim. Punk-rock spilnter shakes. Skateboard beatdowns. Wednesday's at sideways Larry's. Midnight sidewalk funerals. Mint green toilets. A pack of menthols. Skipping a shower or four. Knee pads for no reason. Shirtcockin it with cinnamon panther. 

Now that's what we call an ALL AMERICAN BREAKFAST