Pickles and Pizza had a bit of Xmas fun this week. They got a little creative and wrote a poem, then shot a video to go along with it. Hippie Holidaze!
(FOLLOW THIS LINK TO BUY THE T-SHIrT FEATURED IN THE VIDEO).
To watch the video in all of its glorious entirety, see below.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the shop;
No ideas were stirring, just the odor of pot;
all the T-Shirts were folded neatly with care,
As Piazza lit a joint with no intention to share;
The scums were nestled all ready to print,
With visions of xmas SHIrTS covered in lint;
When, what to Piazza’s wondering mind should appear,
But a wreath made of pot leaves, as the weed smoke cleared
Then jolly fat Pickles, sat up so quick,
He knew in that moment the idea was sick.
“Off to the presses” Mr. Pickles exclaimed!
Piazza walked to the project thanking his brain
“Grab the SQUEEGEES! the SCREENS! now, THE INK start the MIXEN!
This graphic's UNCOMMON! not STUPID, it’s BITCHIN’!
Load the shirts on the plattens! let’s print them all!
Now print away! print away! — OH MY GOD, YOU’RE SO BALD”
Would you prefer if I covered my head,
Or dressed as an elf, or maybe Santa instead;
No, Pickles, you’re Santa, you’re bearded and fat
If my baldness is bothering you, buy me a hat.
You did good little elf, now go print these tees!
So Santa can relax and smoke some more trees!
Alright I will, I’ll bang these right out
But please pas the joint before it goes out;
Here you go little scum, but don’t get too high
Because we must deliver these by sleigh in the sky
Then, the two scums flew out of sight,
HIPPIE HOLIDAZE TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT.
FAT ENZO T-SHIrTS
"Made in a Sweatshop in the U.S.A."