"Once, I had a party that just wouldn't start."- Darren Carter in a somber moment.

I was birthed in the back of a NY cab where in no time at all I belched my first words "Meat packing district, step on it".

I've still got it.

I thought the color chartreuse was spelled sharktruce. Like a truce between us and sharks that we all agreed to.

I like to let loose, but I don't like to have fun.

Most of the world uses oyster crackers as currency.

My retractable boot switchblade has only been used to spread jams and one butter packet :(