Sharks With Frickin Laser Beams Tank Tops

We have Sharks with frikkin laser beams attached to their heads

Sharks With Friggin’ Laser Beams Attached to Their Heads.

Sharks With Friggin’ Laser Beams Attached to Their Heads.

When all you have is ill tempered mutated sea bass.

Sharks with frickn laser beams!

Better than ill tempered mutated sea bass.

The hippest joint for all the cool cats to meet at.

I have one simple request

Better than ill tempered mutated sea bass.

All I asked for was sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads.

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve,

Austin Powers' famous brother the eponymous Dr Evil.

Austin Powers' famous brother the eponymous Dr Evil.

Austin Powers' famous brother the eponymous Dr Evil.

Need the info

I have one simple request

I also like to live dangerously

For when you want to live dangerously.

Austin Powers' famous brother the eponymous Dr Evil.

You know, I have one simple request. And that is to have sharks with frickin’ laser beams attached to their heads! Now evidently my cycloptic colleague informs me that that can’t be done. Can you remind me what I pay you people for, honestly? Throw me a bone here! What do we have?

I also like to live dangerously

I'm higher on the food chain...