We receive a lot of mail from a lot of people. Hate letters, compliments, coward-speak. Its all fucking appreciated and fucking hilarious. Every week, starting from now on, we're going to select the best email we've received over the course of the week and publish it right here on our blog. The winning "participant" will receive a mystery patch...so it pays to be a bastard. Setting the bar quite high, this week's "Violent Little Email of the Week" goes to Aaron. Aaron wins our new I'm Your Huckleberry patch.
Aaron writes in:
You magnificent bastards. I hate you, but I love you. I just ordered the I'm your huckleberry patch, and the Creasy Bear black patch, and not even a month later I get an email with news saying you have a better and more colorful Huckleberry patch, and a kick ass Creasy Bear t-shirt.
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
Had I waited like 2-3 weeks, my life would've been complete. But now I have a huge hole right in the middle of me. I feel betrayed. Yet at the same time I want to suck your violent little cocks. I'm torn. And I don't know what to do.
Do I get the new brighter patch, thus filling the hole that has been made? Or do I get the shirt, and hope it will make my life complete? Maybe I'll get one and just use it as a sex towel.
Yeah. I'm sure that'll teach ya.
Or, option C, send me one me for free, because I feel like I'm owed a little something. My wife made me throw away my last favorite T-shirt, said something about it looking like I was wearing a rag around my neck, stupid bitch. So I would be more than willing to get a new favorite T.
Anyways, hit me up, and let me know. Or go fuck yourself. Whichever.