Heinous Fuckery: the timeless cry against tyranny, taxation without representation, and every despotic overreach that crushes liberty under the guise of order.

Back in the day, the original Green Dragon Tavern was where the Sons of Liberty gathered—men who wouldn't bow, who plotted revolution over ale, who called out the Crown's villainy without mincing words. This collection channels that same fire: for patriots, minutemen at heart, and anyone still willing to stand against the modern breed of tyrants and traitors.

It's not polite. It's not subtle. It's the defiant spirit of those who fight for freedom when the powerful demand silence. Wear it as a reminder: some fuckery is so heinous, the only response is resistance.