We Are Stupid. Bleeding. Naked History:
We were legends. For Like... seven minutes. In We Are Stupid. Bleeding. Naked History, J. Tyson Dickson looks back at the reckless, absurd, and strangely beautiful misadventures of youth — from streaking through Albertson’s in T-shirts and nothing else, to selling fake ecstasy at a Kool Keith concert, to hitchhiking across Alaska with nothing but books and a backpack. But behind the chaos—beneath the firecrackers, the road trips, and vending machine heists—there’s something else: the slow, weird, beautiful process of growing up.