It's 0330 Sunday morning, and you are in formation. The freezing rain stings your neck, your body shivers and you burp shopette whiskey. You look left, right, rage in your eyes... Where is he? Where's the Blue Falcon? The buddy fucker that punched a cab driver? Lucky for him you are wearing your favorite shirt, a vintage style Blue Falcon tee from Inkfidel. The super-soft 50/50 poly-cotton blend snuggles against your skin like a thousand Afghan puppies, and the reinforced collar hugs your neck as if to say 'I am here for you, everything will be alright.' Feeling relaxed you decide to let the other guys clip his wings, you've still got some whiskey waiting at home.