Young McHipster has a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on her farm, she has organic produce, e-i-e-i-o. With a CSA here, and a trucker hat there, here a market, there a Pabst, everywhere an urbanite. Young McHipster has a farm, e-i-e-i-o!
Reminds me of one of those "overheard in San Francisco" moments I had with my housemate at Dolores Park a while back--couple d00ds of the hipster persuasion were sitting near us guzzling (of course) Pabst, and this is their prototypically perfect exchange:
Hipster 1: You're not rockin' the fixie today, man.
Hipster 2: Nah, too many hills.
4 comments:
*dies*
LOVE IT! Also, do you have these pics? I can't find them...
HA!
Man, I miss .
And Bi-rite.
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