James Edmondson(AKA: Jamillo Pitts, The Boy, Pittsy Boy, Boy Gay, Jed) is a young designer with a very bright future. But like all great designers, he has a fatal flaw… He’s a turd. I’ve been compiling a case against James and this week I have two very compelling arguments with incriminating photos to match. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I give you exhibit A:

Who does this guy think he is?

Well, well, well, it looks like someone has spilled his iced vanilla latte and he’s completely at peace with letting it melt all over the brushed stainless steel table top. The fishbowl is not your toilet sir! He shows absolutely no remorse, the same behavior demonstrated by sociopaths and cold blooded turds alike. When asked about his lack of concern, Pitts commented, “They got janitors here. Right?” Looks like this turd just grew a pair of lips, and he doesn’t care who he shits all over.

If there’s still any doubt in your mind, let me present you with exhibit B:

Turd Central

A classic one stop shopping experience for the turd in your life, Hot Topic. The Boy can be seen here trying on studded bracelets, chokers, novelty t-shirts and perusing the dirty cards for hours on end. He is accompanied by his angst, desperation to stand out(fit in), and low brow sense of humor. His older brother, Akasha Godsent, had this to say, “Yeah, James is a fuckin’ turd. I mean sure, I’ve ripped off a few wallet chains from that store, but that was in like 7th grade. That place isn’t even cool enough to steal from anymore… Wanna see my van?”

Do you know a bigger turd than James? And don’t say me you fuckin’ turd. I know how your little turd brain works.