Once, after some particularly vicious blotter two of my buddies and I were standing outside one of my buddy's garage door. I turned to one of them and declared that I was an Indian Chief, followed by some ridiculous "Haiya Howah" type Indian noises. After about 10 minutes straight of borderline-pissing-our-pants laughter there was a small period of silence. I went to go site down in a lawn chair and my other buddy asked me "So who are you know?" and I said "Well, I'm that same Indian chief." Holy Jesus, you wouldn't think people could laugh as hard as we did. Also, on a slightly related side note a pile of something or other in my buddy's back yard with a tarp over it looked like a pile of fish, in fact when I first saw it I said "Holy fuck, that looks like a pile of fish." True story.

This is what Dinkins is all about ladies and gentleman. Dinkins is a crazy moon cricket and he never runs out of sauce. Buckle up, because this guy right here goes from zero to Dinkins in about 1.7

Best of luck to you.