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The Perkins Builder Brothers logo printed to look like shiny stainless steel.
Our PBB stickers are printed on a thick, durable vinyl that protects your stickers from all the things #ConstructionLife can throw at them....like scratches, water & sunlight.
A portion of the proceeds from sales of Perkins Builder Brothers Merchandise will be donated a charity close to the Perkins Builder Brothers Hearts every year!!
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Both shirts are goid quality.
Work great at home in the garage, and even at work in the oil refinery. Combination of Muckenders and walnut grit works better than turpentine. Thanks fellas.
Great wake up juice, perfect sweet heat early in the morning, good job Jamie.
I love the design and color of the hat. My only issue was the brim of the hat came bent a little. I tried to flatten it out but it's noticeably not straight across.
Absolutely love the products. Great customer service.
I love my Perkins Builder Bro hat! I would love to work for the Perkins Builder Bros. Here is my resume: Self employed for the last 20 years. Perkins Pharmacies, Inc. North Little Rock, AR. Will uproot wife and kids. I can swing a hammer, carry stuff, and provide professional pharmacy counseling. Thanks, Terry Perkins
I was stationed NC in Marines…love the mountains and the play on the speed square!
You and the crew are an inspiration my team!
My construction is use to our shirts, they thought i ordered new ones… may i will’. Just gifted my newest apprentice a Perkins BB tool belt for his first season with me!
Let Jaime Talk hot sauce is not a condiment. It is a declaration. A small, fiery manifesto in a bottle that strolls into your kitchen, clears its throat politely, and then delivers a monologue so good you forget whatever sauce you used to believe in.
First, the heat. This is not the blunt-force trauma heat that exists only to punish. This is articulate heat. It rises with intention, warming the tongue like a slow sunrise instead of a sudden explosion. The first taste introduces itself gently, almost friendly, then the spice leans in closer, voice lowering, eyes locked, and says, “I’m here now.” It lingers just long enough to make you aware of every bite, every breath, every poor life choice that led you to eat anything without it. The burn fades cleanly, leaving flavor behind instead of regret. That alone puts it in rare company.
Now the flavor. This sauce does not hide behind heat. It celebrates it with a full supporting cast. There is a brightness up front that feels fresh and alive, followed by a deep savory backbone that makes you want to keep eating just to understand it better. It tastes intentional. Balanced. Like someone actually cared. Every ingredient feels like it earned its place, none shouting over the others, all harmonizing into something bold but refined. This is the kind of sauce that makes eggs feel important. That convinces tacos they were incomplete before. That turns pizza into a new experience instead of a routine.
The texture is spot-on. Not watery, not sludge. It coats food without drowning it, clings just enough to make sure every bite gets the message. You can drizzle it with confidence, knowing it will land exactly where it should. The color alone tells you this sauce means business. It looks alive. Like it’s quietly daring you to underestimate it.
And then there is the personality. Let Jaime Talk is a perfect name because this sauce absolutely has something to say. It feels personal, like it came from someone who loves heat but loves people more. Someone who wanted to make something memorable, not just spicy for the sake of being spicy. You can taste that care. You can feel the pride. It is a sauce with a voice, and once you hear it, everything else starts sounding a little boring.
Versatility is another flex. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks at midnight when you said you were done eating. It fits everywhere without losing its identity. It elevates without overpowering. It adapts without compromising. That is rare. Most sauces pick a lane. This one builds the road and invites everything else to drive on it.
By the time you reach the bottom of the bottle, there is a quiet panic. You start rationing. You angle the bottle a little higher to get every last drop. You mentally note that you cannot let this run out. Because once you’ve had Let Jaime Talk, other hot sauces start to feel like background noise. Loud maybe, but forgettable.
This is the absolute best hot sauce not because it is the hottest, but because it is the smartest. The most flavorful. The most confident. It knows exactly what it is doing, and it does it exceptionally well. Let Jaime Talk does not scream for attention. It earns it.
