Ladies and gentlemen; boys and girls (and you Spike): I am proud to present for your entertainment, the soporific stylings of the Snoring Hipster!
I discovered Snoring Hipster this morning, while trekking from my apartment to my car in search of change for the laundry. At first blush, Snoring Hipster appeared to be sitting out front the apartment building across the street, ostensibly awaiting someone inside. As I got closer, however, I noticed a peculiar sound emanating from him and moved into an angle where the glare of light off of his hipster glasses no longer obstructed view of his eyes; which were closed. It was at this point that I realized I had found Snoring Hipster - passed-out sleeping, upright and dead to the world.
Snoring Hipster is SO bored with you and everything about you that he sleeps upright, right in your damned face.
What's that you say? Oh, never mi.. ZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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