Someone Tell Tropicklez MTL We Got Beef
- Holden Stephan Roy
- Aug 19, 2024
- 2 min read
As some of you may know, last night I performed at Blue Dog.
It went really well, thanks for asking.
I was given a really nice set length and I came prepared with a show. Without being braggadocious, I think this one of my nicer performances. That being said, there was a clear act of sabotage.
This brand new company that offers some kind of pickled goods tarnished the sanctity of my aura.
Thankfully you can see footage of what Tropicklez_MTL on Instagram did in this recap video:
It’s well known we don’t respect or promote any kind of love for pickles around these parts.
Yet someone couldn’t help but stick their foul smelling product where it didn’t belong.
There was a bag of Cherry Blast infused pickles (not with weed you heathens) on the stage
We came out strong and I performed my ass off.
I turned around and on the stage there was a ziplock bag. At first I got excited. Was somebody giving me the gift of marijuana for my lovely performance? That sort of thing has happened before. But no… it was far more sinister.
It was this Tropicklez MTL product just taking up precious stage real estate.My excitement faded quickly as I realized instead of bashing pickles, here I was a fool promoting pickles.
It turns out the artist Big Tony Sosa likes pickles.
I don’t understand it, but he got them.
Fruit flavoured pickles are still pickles and can go fuck themselves
My understanding is there are 6 whole flavours you can choose from.
Tropicklez MTL appears to be on a mission to convert people from team “fuck a pickle” to team “I fuck with pickles”. This person, whomever they are, is trying to mess with the natural order of things. Already I fight with fervour on the losing side of the great pickle divide.
Nobody needs this kind of energy. It’s one thing for this brand to appear out of nowhere, capturing people with their weird pickle concoction. It’s a whole other to try and ruin my set.
Either way I rightfully got rid of them and proceeded to hit the audience with the classic tune, “i don’t like pickle chips”.
Thankfully I was able to let the crowd know where we really stood, rectifying any misconception.
Tropicklez MTL will never get me to eat their creative pickle product
Peer pressure is not going to work on me.
For almost two straight years I’ve had people trying to get me to eat pickles. They’ve called me names, I’ve been branded a person with a childish pallet. The people who like pickles have really put up a relentless joint effort to fill my inbox with the most absurd pickle shit you’ve ever seen.
Despite Tropicklez MTL’s clever ruse, I am still here with my middle fingers flying high.
I’m not sure how I’ll get back at them. Some day the time will come. In the meantime my head is on a swivel.
They won’t get their product on stage with me again.
Live Long and Prosper Everyone
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