“Chillin’, Yo. Mad Fuckin’ Straight Chillin'”

Hey, so, if you were the early twentysomething guy in the Kid Ray suit behind me in the queue to board last night’s Bustle In Your Hedgerow cruise, the dude who uttered the title expression in response to “How you doin’?,” then I really hope at some point in the night someone wound up and kicked you in the junk. Very hard. Just because Camp Bisco “changed [your] whole perspective on shit,” it doesn’t entitle you to commit flagrant acts of douchebaggery. Stop it.