I guess a good place to start from is the beginning, although I’ve found that more often than not the middle is the most interesting part.

But today we’ll start at the beginning.

A few years ago I bought one those damn trucker hats.

I know that Ashton Kutcher donk made them about as uncool as HPV, but fuck it, I think they’re dope.  And as far as a blank canvas to work on goes you can’t really ask for more.  I remember the first time I put a sharpie on that spongy foam.  It was like popping a cherry of a different and better kind.

For a while my work sucked.  I didn’t know what the hell I was doing I just needed an outlet for all the crazy shit that was going on in my life.  But just like fuckin’, the more ya do it, the better you get at it.  Just like a lot of things, I guess.  Anyway, real long story sorta short, people started asking me if I was selling them and I started saying “Yes, I was.”

That was a few years ago.  I was in San Francisco.  I was real fucked up.

Now I’m in NYC.  I’m still fucked up, but it’s by choice and it’s not cause I’m on drugs but because I hate being normal.  Vicious Swass was born out of fire and brimstone.  These clothes represent the struggles we go through, or something…aw man who am I kidding, they’re just t-shirts.  But they are dope and they will look good on ‘ya.  And besides all that they are made by a couple of fellas who are  fuckin’ psyched to bring you the freshest  fresh  doo-doo.  So hit us up.  Be our myspace friend.  Buy a shirt or three and let us get you fitted.  I think this is the beginning of a long relationship.

Cooler than cool.  Sharper than sharp.

Get yo Swass on.

Peace

Ramiz