Saturday, May 3, 2008
I Just Need a Friend
Every weekend, I'm in the same position. Especially this weekend. Remember when you would just walk down the street to your best friend's house and watch a movie together? I wonder why that doesn't happen anymore. Now you text someone to see if they want to hang out. You leave them a myspace comment to see if they can come watch Fight Club with you. Maybe children of the twentieth century knew that kind of innocence. But I'm Generation Y. We are disturbingly callused and affectless. It's hard not to be driven by recognition, when it's all that gets you anywhere now. Hopefully I'll move my kids out to the boonies (when I have kids) to grow up in peace. Anyhoe, I only want someone to watch Fight Club with.
Labels:
corruption,
crap,
fight club,
friends,
innocence,
kids,
movies
Hipsters

STEP ONE: Smile
You can't lose with this one. Either they'll find your shameless confidence 'dec' or they'll be repulsed by your unenlightened optimism and be forced to retreat to a coffee house.
STEP TWO: Ask Them Questions
Hipsters believe they are experts on everything and love to share their knowledge with the masses. A few effective starter questions would be: "Why did Death From Above change their name to Death From Above 1979?" or "I just moved here. What's the local sound like?"
STEP THREE: Identify Success
If your passes seem successful, you have the go ahead to engage them in conversation which renders them powerless. If you sense the hipster becoming irritated... Get out before it flashes you that little backward peace sign that apparently constitutes a flip-off!
Last but not least, Why are hipsters so bad in bed?
Because they're always complaining about 7-inches they don't have.
Labels:
american apparel,
bookstores,
hipsters,
joke,
pbr,
selfdefense
the Hummingator

Even better: a Chuck Norris/giant squid mix. THAT would be truly terrifying. Which do you think would win in a fight?
Labels:
almighty,
day dream,
fantasy fight,
giant chuch norrid,
hummingator,
magnificent,
scary
Thursday, May 1, 2008
About
I am a sarcastic, eccentric sexual deviant. Actually, as deviants go, I'm not that sexual, but everyone seems to perpetually think I'm leading them on. On other fronts, I thumb my nose at uptight religious types. Lay off Dita Von Teese, yeah? You people are the reason I quit youth group and replaced it with my now weekly GSA meetings.
hobbies: jumping on my bed, watching RHPS on dvd, enjoying battery-operated goods, playing guitar, playing doctor, writing dumb songs, making cake, stalking
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