Kapital makes calls this bucket the "Old Man and the Sea" hat. I guess that makes sense? I don't know. My favorite fish-related piece of literature is Chapter 19 of As I Lay Dying. PRETENTIOUS LITERARY FLEX. I probably identify with Faulkner because he wasn't overly concerned with grammatical rules and convention. Also, because he wrote an entire chapter of a book that consists solely of the sentence: "My mother is a fish." That's the kind of obtuse, difficult to parse writing that I will never write, but can fully get behind. Sorry to bring up Faulkner, guys. I know you assholes probably only fuck with, like, Bukowski because that one Instagram model you unabashedly thirst follow posted a text-only pic of "LESS SELFIES, MORE BUKOWSKI" one time.
