Kash Dymé
San Francisco, CA
Who is Kash Dymé? Well I'll tell you what he is not first, and that is not poor. This guy's got dollers, dymes, and gold fucking plated teeth nuggets oozing out his nostrals. You need kash, you came to the right place skippy.
Let's cut right to the chase: Kash is a class act. This guy takes the word "i" out of "humanitarian" & replaces it with family. Total team player. If we had a draft for all 7 billion of us, Kash is a first round draft pick. If you're even reading this just understand that you've struck internet gold chico. You've basically hit the freaking power ball when you made the decision to come here pal. Make sure to take your complimentary bitkoin on your way out too. Generocity is what Kash is all about.
Now look, if you are simply not a Kash fan, you more than likely a total fuckface who adheres to political correctness. That shit is like *Kash Kryptonite*. Nobody in the Dymé clan is down with the PC. It is the rotting cancer eating away at society. Now don't think Kash goes out of his way to offend any of you assholes. Don't worry, he doesn't. But he does not go out of his way not to offend either. So if you got your little feelings hurt and came here in a huffy looking for a place to have your temper-tantrum then we got a little spot over there with a binky all ready for you.
Kash is a father, artist, writer, former pimp, philanthropist, vegabond, grad student, photographer, and lover of the unknown. He believes in magic but hates the song. He drives an orange car and sees no irony transporting actual pumpkins (and either should you). This guy is an introvert AND an extrovert. And yes gov'na, the math equation for that is E + I = fun-fan-fucking-tas-tic. That's our Kash!