Saturday, December 18, 2010

"No no no; see, it's like a whole other species."

(Parental, Tiny, and myself in the car in a Starbucks drive-through [for water, not coffee])

Me: Hey, look, it's a friggin hipster.

Parental: *still ordering* Is that a boy or a girl?

Me: It's a hipster.

Parental: What?

Me: It's a boy, but he's also a hipster.

Parental: *concerned* He's really skinny.

Me: Yeah, that's what they do. They don't eat - they're manorexic - and they get long, sometimes girlish haircuts, and wear peacoats.

Parental: Ah.

Me: Mmhmm. I think he might even be wearing Doc Martens.

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