Look At These Fucking Archaeologists
Apparently Williamsburg fashion circa 2009 comes straight out of the Badlands circa Jurassic Park. Note the sunglasses, plaids, high-waisted denim jeans, messenger bag, and the mullet haircut on the dude in the back. Even the guy working the dino ultrasound is sporting one of those Gestapo-style buzzed-on-the-side-parted-on-the-top haircuts that tall hipsters in my neighborhood like wearing.
“First, we’ll shoot an infomercial for my mom’s vacuum cleaner, and then we’ll go buy so much cocaine. That’s how Billy Mays got started.”
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“The key to promoting Vietnam-themed Apocalypse art shows is my own brand of narcissistic drunken blathering.”
“I see you’re marveling at my grosstee—my gross goatee. Yes, it’s wonderful. A lot of people actually consider me a pioneer in the art of parfaiving—parfait shaving.”
