Our origin story begins with a horrible person. 

Not a "we didn't see eye to eye" person. A gaslighter. A manipulator. A person who pokes just to see you wince. You know - a real fucking gem. The kind of person who makes you question your own memory of events that definitely happened. Years of it.

After finally ending that relationship, there was the inevitable run-in. The little fucker came right over. Big smile. Full small talk energy. Let’s have a hug. Let’s catch up. Acting like none of it happened, because for this piece of shit, none of it did.

In that moment, all we wanted was a tiny little flag that said Fuck Off on it. Something we could pull out and hand to them and say - oh my god, I saw this and thought of you immediately. I bought it just in case I saw you. 

And then bam.

A fuck off flag. Delivered warm. Received confusing. Final.

We couldn’t find one. So we made them.

That's it. That's the whole story. Our first fuck to give.

Turns out almost everyone has that person. Or that situation. Or that moment where a polite rebuke won’t do anymore.

You are not alone. The world is full of fuckers. We just made sure you're never without a literal fuck to give.