Brit Hawk is og as fuck. Best dude to be around when talking shit, and best dude to have around when raging a party. This motherfucker has no shame, and no regrets, and can switch treflip like a champ. He’s a master silkscreener, and has made some of the illest t-shirts you’ll ever see. Unfortunately this true ‘Neaster recently moved up to the big gay apple, so you won’t be seeing the best of “Titty Chalks” at “The Bounce” every first Friday at the Barbary. We’re commissioning him to use his keen sense of spot-finding to chart some ill spots round midtown, and being a stay-at-home “hubby” we hope he’ll come through. As Told By: Pat Heid