In doing this bullshit site, I sometimes get real shitty promotional items sent to me. It’s rare but since I don’t get paid, I guess people feel shitty enough for me and my poverty that they figure I could use free clothes or some shit and for some reason someone gave me a Nylon Magazine t-shirt and I knew that wearing it would be risky, as it is the Hipster and aspiring hipster bible and is more popular than ever, especially now that hispter is mainstream, but I took it on a test ride and not only did a couple weird lesbians with lesbian haircuts and canvas shoes give me props, but so did every homosexual I walked by, like I was one of their own, and like the fact that I was in soiled sweatpants and mismatched lace-less shoes, with ratty ass unshowered hair and a pre-pubescent-lookin unshaven beard was all part of some outfit I had cooridinated and I wasn’t down. So when I got home and took that shit that was rotting inside me only to realize I had no toilet paper, my Nylon Magazine t-shirt was the logical casuality and as I wiped my ass with it realized just how handy shit actually was, so thanks to the person who sent it to me and just so you know, it is living happily in a bunched up shitty ball in the alley outside my house where it was destined to end up….
