Dan "Doctor Bish" Vish

If Florida ever needed a poster boy beyond mugshots and gator-wrestling meth heads, it would be Dan Vish. The self-proclaimed “Doctor” of the Thundercunts struts around with a chiropractic degree like it’s a Nobel Prize, conveniently ignoring that his entire profession ranks somewhere between astrology and essential oils in scientific credibility. He’ll happily crack your spine for $50 while insisting he’s “basically a neurosurgeon,” all while his own golf swing looks like a car crash caught in slow motion.

Vish’s lifestyle screams Florida Man through and through—obnoxiously loud, unapologetically wrong, and usually sweaty. He shows up to the course in his electric truck like it’s some badge of moral superiority, conveniently forgetting that plugging your vehicle into a strip mall outlet doesn’t make you Captain Planet. His drink of choice remains Mike’s Hard Lemonade, clutched proudly like it’s rare bourbon. Separately, he obsesses over oat milk and gluten-free living despite having zero reason to, as if dietary virtue could somehow atone for being the most obnoxious man on the course. Between the fake-doctor posturing, ear-splitting volume, and eco-virtue signaling, Vish remains the Thundercunts’ living, breathing embodiment of why Florida is both the punchline and the setup.