one year, i got a big box that i was sure would be a sega genesis for my birthday. turned out to be a box filled up with scifi/fantasy books, a sears catalog opened on the page with the genesis advertised for more money than i can afford circled on it. pretty funny, in hindsight
My girlfriend and I were at First Fridays last week walking around looking at art and there were these two old men dressed to the nines for a night on the town.
It was hot as hell out, especially in all the stuffy art galleries full of people, but you wouldn't have known it looking at those two old men dressed head to toe in brown and olive polyester suits.
It was kind of amazing to see the difference between how their generation would dress for a night out and how ours does. Not that I'm complaining about short shorts and titties popping out, but the contrast was stark.
Seeing those two dudes made me feel kinda sad for my generation. Like we've lost a certain kind of class we never had.
My girlfriend and I were at First Fridays last week walking around looking at art and there were these two old men dressed to the nines for a night on the town.
It was hot as hell out, especially in all the stuffy art galleries full of people, but you wouldn't have known it looking at those two old men dressed head to toe in brown and olive polyester suits.
It was kind of amazing to see the difference between how their generation would dress for a night out and how ours does. Not that I'm complaining about short shorts and titties popping out, but the contrast was stark.
Seeing those two dudes made me feel kinda sad for my generation. Like we've lost a certain kind of class we never had.
The people I see at First Fridays are always hilarious
It's a great mixture of painfully smug hipsters and maximum yuppie
It seems like all the good stuff here in LA requires me to drive long distance, money for parking, outright money, and really asking a woman to come back and watch movies seems to grow thin after a while.
My girlfriend and I were at First Fridays last week walking around looking at art and there were these two old men dressed to the nines for a night on the town.
It was hot as hell out, especially in all the stuffy art galleries full of people, but you wouldn't have known it looking at those two old men dressed head to toe in brown and olive polyester suits.
It was kind of amazing to see the difference between how their generation would dress for a night out and how ours does. Not that I'm complaining about short shorts and titties popping out, but the contrast was stark.
Seeing those two dudes made me feel kinda sad for my generation. Like we've lost a certain kind of class we never had.
The people I see at First Fridays are always hilarious
It's a great mixture of painfully smug hipsters and maximum yuppie
Yeah that's what made those two old guys stand out so much. I hardly look at the art when I go, people watching is the real show.
My girlfriend and I were at First Fridays last week walking around looking at art and there were these two old men dressed to the nines for a night on the town.
It was hot as hell out, especially in all the stuffy art galleries full of people, but you wouldn't have known it looking at those two old men dressed head to toe in brown and olive polyester suits.
It was kind of amazing to see the difference between how their generation would dress for a night out and how ours does. Not that I'm complaining about short shorts and titties popping out, but the contrast was stark.
Seeing those two dudes made me feel kinda sad for my generation. Like we've lost a certain kind of class we never had.
The people I see at First Fridays are always hilarious
It's a great mixture of painfully smug hipsters and maximum yuppie
Yeah that's what made those two old guys stand out so much. I hardly look at the art when I go, people watching is the real show.
The saddest thing is, if it wouldn't make me look like one of the aforementioned hipster asshats, I would love to wear an awesome hat and suit when I went out at night
Too bad fedoras and bowlers have been relegated to the realm of "skinny guys who need to get beaten up" in really tight jeans
People at college parties here are essentially the same guy
Tribal tattoos, shitty torn clothing, pounding miller light and bitching about their landlord with this vacant look in their eyes
White girls dancing like they know how to dance with dudes who look like something out of a trashy men's magazine holding up a 40 while pointing down at the girl.
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People at college parties here are essentially the same guy
Tribal tattoos, shitty torn clothing, pounding miller light and bitching about their landlord with this vacant look in their eyes
White girls dancing like they know how to dance with dudes who look like something out of a trashy men's magazine holding up a 40 while pointing down at the girl.
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they could have made him watch tombstones in a cemetary for an hour
maybe even a tombstone with a name on it thats just like his
from when I was 6 until I was 17
they bought me lunch and then we sat in the food court for an hour
t Skull Man, they aren't poor, just kind of cheap and not really close to my family
winky
angry stares and derision
permaban
my hometown is a fucking goldmine of crazy/ugly/white trash
we used to have the discount grocery store that we called "Bitter Beer Face Grocery", because god damn do you people have no teeth at all or what
It was hot as hell out, especially in all the stuffy art galleries full of people, but you wouldn't have known it looking at those two old men dressed head to toe in brown and olive polyester suits.
It was kind of amazing to see the difference between how their generation would dress for a night out and how ours does. Not that I'm complaining about short shorts and titties popping out, but the contrast was stark.
Seeing those two dudes made me feel kinda sad for my generation. Like we've lost a certain kind of class we never had.
The photo you posted of the hooded fellows, they're called Nazarenos and come from Spain.
HAHAH "date" nah I went to a religious college where people were dumb as rocks. And now I honestly don't have time or money to date in grad school.
you are a loser
The people I see at First Fridays are always hilarious
It's a great mixture of painfully smug hipsters and maximum yuppie
Man paying for dates is not something I am even going to try to afford. I have to take a ton of loans and have very little time to work.
It seems like all the good stuff here in LA requires me to drive long distance, money for parking, outright money, and really asking a woman to come back and watch movies seems to grow thin after a while.
Yeah that's what made those two old guys stand out so much. I hardly look at the art when I go, people watching is the real show.
The saddest thing is, if it wouldn't make me look like one of the aforementioned hipster asshats, I would love to wear an awesome hat and suit when I went out at night
Too bad fedoras and bowlers have been relegated to the realm of "skinny guys who need to get beaten up" in really tight jeans
There was also a fair share of art school neckbeards running around. I didn't know the neckbeard was popular outside of the internet.
Tribal tattoos, shitty torn clothing, pounding miller light and bitching about their landlord with this vacant look in their eyes
White girls dancing like they know how to dance with dudes who look like something out of a trashy men's magazine holding up a 40 while pointing down at the girl.
Jesus
Precisely