Did you ever ask yourself if you are an Alcoholic? The question is, do you drink when you are by yourself? Well, I sure do. Drinking at home or abroad…it’s sumthing we all do. I know that I’m not the only one doing so, I just happen to own hardbody evidence of my international alcoholism. I’m maintaining from early morning to late night. I’m a rock star and I carry my good habits everywhere I stomp grounds.This next post is dedicated to the Art of getting drunk.

After eight failed attempts at coming up to Montreal, Mercer finally showed up at my door, rocking a light jacket and a hot new pair of Air Max 95′s on the coldest day we’ve had this winter. Welcome to Canada, dawg. Twisted a quick dart and hopped into the van. We swerved off in a …Read More

This is a game we like to call Dart & Farts. To play it, you’ll need the following: weed and/or hash, papers, lighter, darts, a bit of money, access to car and/or public transportation and the map of your city. The concept is simple as fuck, so any mook can participate. Basically, every mook gets three darts …Read More

Here we go again, the team is back with another video recap of our antics straight from the bowels of Montreal City. You know we detain the class-1 ‘License to Chill’ membership card because the block recognizes the sole of our shoes as soon as that foot hits the pavement. From uptown train track painting …Read More

Word Life, the sequel of the Sleeping in Public discipline is finally here. This is my department; let me invite yall to my office for a hot minute. I have many years of hard body experience in the game so it’s only right that break down my knowledge in full force with this sequel. We here to enlighten the Sleeping in Public discipline, heavenly felt from the bottom of my heart. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is: The Art of Sleeping in Public Part 2.

Ever since the site dropped, people have been asking us to make shirts. Being the mooks that we are, we always talked about it but never really got to actually make them. One day, we realized that a certain someone had been running a printshop around the way, and it just so happened the little …Read More

The holiday season came and went but the celebrations are far from over. Time after time, we plow through the thick snow like a twelve-ton Caterpillar only to end up at another dead-end party, where the DJ might be subject to heavy heckling and/or will get impaled with numerous objects, depending on how much he or she …Read More