It's a new Kind of Hope. Although this creation is "predictable metallic", it's signature is unique, flowing and grandiose. It's got that "biker mechanic" fluid with the "gay hairdresser" flair.  Anything goes when you've had enough stimulants in God's Great Kitchen-On-Earth.

We aim to Entertain, the Taggerboys and I.  Stay Tuned.

RC's SmartEdge leads them to decorate someone's bourgeois tennis courts with raunchy symbols anarchistic in nature and mentally-challenging for people who are on medication for hyperactive mood disorders.  LIke the large mural on page one, this one also spins Nautical Tales and brings about the HEaving of Intestinal Bulk. Click HERE for the PARANORMAL VIEW of RC's clever and mystical rendition. Handiwork by CURE and SAFER.

PESO seems to be signing this one, so we'll give him a round of applause.  A really interesting siggie. It's got that "working-class / monkee wrench" feel to it, reminiscent of the New West Skate Park (remember when?)  but it's also bold, experimental and illuminating at the same time.

How do I get all this stuff out of one lousy tag?  It's a trade secret; the drugs are all natural, the body is all organic.  See?

Sometimes, I just gotta say, "it's all Greek to me".  At this point we retire for a break in one of the greek Restaurants that Vancouver knows too well: Sympatico, for instance.  It's been there for a thousand years, it's been home to many late-night adventures and twisted tales.

All I can say, is "take this one with spanokapita".  And Uzo on the side.

The Tagger Above is a trifle insecure about the mortality of his art... so he issues a threat to anyone prone to mess with his work: "if you value your life, you won't touch this..."

We could go on and on about aggressive young men in our society and their need to protect their turf.  Perhaps we all contain the Cave-Man on some level.  Especially those who drive SUV's while talking on their cell phones. When did you get out of Kindergarten?