Son, I found your fedora. At first I thought you were a brony and I was going to be very disappointed. But then I found your giant stash of checkered vans and hawaiian shirts. Ska punk forever, son. Ska punk forever.
I love the back half of this but hate the front half. If my kid’s a brony, that’s all fine and dandy because that’s what they like and we don’t have to be into the same thing. At the same time, I’d love for my kids to be into ska and punk so I can be the cool dad that takes them to every show of their favorite bands.