They call me the wanderer.
That little lion tho.
I love neon.
Stumbled into this tattoo shop and this was going down.
Killer fan art.
Next door I had a signing and I couldn't stop laughing at what people were asking me to sign. Like this polaroid.
Or this Casper doll.
Yes, David. That way. I guess signing snapbacks isn't really that random. I ended up scribbling Joshy on a few hundred out here in Taiwan. I just liked how specific David was. In fact, I greatly appreciated it because every time I was handed a snapback and a marker I would ask which way they wanted me to write Joshy.
I finally got a chance to try stinky tofu.
It's no joke. And insanely popular.
Hold up. That Birkenstock sale tho.
Zero fucks given.
The frying oil did absolutely nothing to mask the rancid stench.
Stinky [tofu] toppings.
I'm going in.
It's an acquired taste I have yet to acquire.
But Baby Lisa and Vanson love it.
Pineapple, pineapple, pineapple, pineapple, pineapple, pineapple, what the fuck is you?