Dude, it's so hot here in this nightclub in Canada in the month of January, I just gotta strip down to my tank top. The fact that it reveals the thousands of dollars in tattoo work I've got over the last sixteen months is completely coincidental. What? My wool toque? No, it's not a contradiction to my earlier statements about the heat, it's just that I don't have any tattoos on my head, so by removing it, I wouldn't be showing off how edgy I am.
