I.F is a mean old retiree who yells at children when they walk on his lawn. He’s currently in a common law marriage with pizza but his relationship status is subject to change. He’s really into Halloween but is often criticized for being TOO scary. He makes assemblage art, sculptures, objects, props, costumes, masks and whatnot (mostly whatnot) out of wood, metal, clay, fabric, foam insulation sheets and wee little screws. His life would be much different if sandpaper had never been invented. He just wants to be forgiven.