exquisitecops

Dolla Dolla Muffins Y'all

i get the joke, but it breaks down a little. bc orell does in fact use an excess of hair product, and nick is one of the most unhipsterish person i know. he tucks shirts and cuffs pants without irony. he wears belts for their intended function, and is oblivious to implied dress codes. it took months to convince him to stop wearing a goatee and embrace an allover scruffiness. he is literally ill at ease with the colors black and gray. he has continuously used the same profanity he adopted as a boy. he becomes outraged by the prospect of spending over $20 on a haircut. he likes the scat man song. i mean, he REALLy likes it. he is suspicious of intellectual pursuits and of music that isn’t “happy.”

to me, these are not traits that define a hipster. anyway. perhaps i am overanalyzing the subject.

(EDIT: none of that is meant as criticism. just neutral observation of a very nice guy who is not a hipster)

bagcoffee:

So tonight I worked for a bit at the same cozy coffee shop Kris works. I wore shirt with no buttons which had no dignity. To my surprise, I actually made tips. Having no place to place said tips I put a mug on my pant’s bulge and placed the $5 bills (they were generous) in the mug. This doucheface-gaypants manager (full on with jorts, mustache, more hipster-tendencies than Nick McGlynn (pre shaving), and all around gauche attitude tells me “get that mug off your pant’s bulge, this isnt Wo Hop”. So I had to figure out a place to keep my earnings. Sadly, my chonies (panties for you non CA people) were the only option. I went up to the espresso machine, hiked up the socks, and shoved the ball near the fistula of my asshole. I now know how a blogger feels. It wasnt pleasant to know that dirty money was an inch from my money maker.

P.S. I dont know if I spelled “chonies” correctly. I am not mexican

RANDOM NIGHT OUT HAS NOT BEEN UPDATED IN OVER 4 DAYS, CAN SOMEONE PLEASE CALL MCGLYNN'S MOM AND MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS OK?

(via randomnightoutish)