
Imagine a man, stood in a blizzard, half naked, trying to start a chainsaw, crying, with mascara running down his face. Somebody dressed as a banana is screaming at him from 2 meters away, randomly playing a xylophone with a frozen mouse. That's this guy right now. His name is Thunder Bastard and he's out to find a new pattern. Stripes are so, you know, meh. He's angry, he's ugly, he's wearing mouse ears, brandishing a chainsaw and he's naked from the waist down. He means business.