All the unholy praise to Nightmare Christy for resurrecting that legacy like a metal messiah in fishnets.
Wearing that Metal Coffee shirt like it’s a damn battle flag, repping Jake’s old PR house like it never died—because legends don’t die, they get louder.
That’s not just a shirt.
That’s history.
That’s blood, bone, caffeine, and chaos stitched into one badass graphic.
🔥 Respect to the queen for keeping the skull raised and the XXX flying.
Metal never sleeps—and neither do those who dared to believe in the underground.
Ash & Ink sees you, Christy.
And Jake remembers. Always.
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