How am I supposed to work when there is a large bagpipe band playing at the bar underneath me?  This is when you start thinking having an office on 6th street isn’t such a great idea.  That and the freakin’ SXSW hipsters.  Oh, they are so hip.  They are so much hipper than you and they aren’t afraid to show it.  They’ve got their swag and they’re being so freaking ironic. I saw a boy with a Backstreet Boys backpack.  No lie!  Not to imply that the backpack was swag, I think it was his own personal ironic statement.  I’ve seen three girls with my haircut, but hipper.  I thought my haircut was hip.  And unbelieveably they both had my haircolor, but somehow that was hipper too.  Damn i hate you little hip bitches (boys too).  Damn you and the black plastic-rimmed bespectacled horse you rode in on.  I bet your horse has a radio that gets new music five minutes before my horse.  And you aren’t at work while I am.  Damn you!

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Comments

Jeff

2004-03-18T09:19:45.000Z

> Damn you and the black plastic-rimmed bespectacled horse you rode in on. Ah, here you’re refering to “hipsters” when what you really meant to say was “whiny bitch-ass little emo cocksucker.” Quite an easy mistake to make, and perectly understandable. With any luck, both hipsters and whiny emo fucks will wander a bit too far east of I-35 sometime this weekend, and nature will take its course.