This goes out to the Upcountry Crip who has been throwing up all the lame tags. Seriously, I know it’s tough representing the mean streets of Kula and you have to let all the other gangs on the island know whose turf they’re on, but come on. Your tags are weak. My two-year-old son could throw up better graffiti blindfolded. This is stuff that’d be embarrassing even on the bathroom stall of a dive bar. Not that I condone gangs, but I’m sure the Crips in South Central would be honored that you’re out here making them look so good.