BUKSHYESH

once upon a time while swilling keylights in the Z down at Tucks Point, Hoho and Draino had a vision. Out of the far corner of the forests edge and a very dense fog, that was a mixture of atlantic ocean air and high grade home grown, the silhouette of 13 young, suburbia, hoodlums appeared. With these 26 blood red moon lit, glazed eyeballs bearing down on the young Ho and Drain two things became stone; THE BAKERS DOZEN had risen and the BUKSHYESH purpose was known...