
I thought I'd get some exercise and walk over to Trader Joe's to get some dinner. On the way there I encountered about the 27th dipshit hipster of the day who felt it necessary to walk around flaunting the fact that he's trying to choke the b'Jesus out of his balls via his denim leotard jeans. At this point I've resigned myself to not understanding, nor having the will to try to understand this god-awful trend; however, holmes had to go and up the ante on me, forcing me to re-get-angry all over again. MANOREXIA... Motherfucking manorexia. This motherfucker looked like he just escaped from some Newport Beach concentration camp for bored trust fund kids, spastically pushing down the street on some kind of ironically tiny skateboard. I don't know what the deal is, but I seriously think that these hipsters are starving themselves specifically so that they can squeeze themselves into their gay little leggings. STOPPIT ALREADY!! Let's all come back within some reasonable parameters of tayloring. You're not a ballerina or a figure skater; -It's time to let your balls breathe again and start acting like some non-bitches.