All the barflies, crack-heads, zombies, boozers, losers, tramps, cheats, liars, and thieves. Those who don't know when to call it quit, or those who just don't give a damn. I'd like to meet anyone who truly knows what a Sunday Morning coming down means, as well as those that can give a good description of the reverse magic hour. I'd like to meet those that live on the backside of life. I want to hang out with those who give the squares on their way to work the middle finger as they fall from their barstools. I want to chill with someone who can walk up to home plate with a beer in one hand, cigarette in the other, nail the ball, and pull off a double without spilling a drop or losing his square. I'd like to meet anyone who is as stoked about kickball as I am.