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I'm gonna vent for a bit.
I DESPISE INDIAN SHIRTS. By this I mean native american shit that is printed on t-shirts. Do you know what I mean?
You know those shirts that have wolves on them? Howling at the moon? Or an Indian spirit riding a horse with a dream-catcher in the background? Or just a dream-catcher? Or a spirit bear? Or a proud maiden surrounded by deer? Or an owl flying in front of the moon? Or anything with an eagle? Or a fucking indian spear with feathers on it? Or a goddamned buffalo skull?
Yeah, those. You know what I'm talking about, right?
THEY CAN SUCK MY BALLS.
They're not cool. They're not hip. They're not indie. They're not alt. They're not funny. They're not ironic. They're not post-ironic. They're not acceptable.
They're always worn by privileged white hipster kids trying to look cool by not looking cool. The norm of non-conforming. Way to be part of a terrible trend. I hope that you feel appropriately accepted by your hipster friends. Nothing is more awesome than looking like you have zero taste and live on an Indian reservation where other privleged white people sent your ancestors to live. Good job. Maybe you should add some shutter shades to your fashion ensemble.
They are tacky. And terrible. Let me restate: THEY. ARE. FUCKING. TERRIBLE. And you should NOT wear them. 5 years from now when you're hopefully a real adult you'll look back on those clothes and want to travel back in time so you can slap yourself in the face, tear those clothes off, light them on fucking fire, and piss on the ashes.
I DESPISE INDIAN SHIRTS. By this I mean native american shit that is printed on t-shirts. Do you know what I mean?
You know those shirts that have wolves on them? Howling at the moon? Or an Indian spirit riding a horse with a dream-catcher in the background? Or just a dream-catcher? Or a spirit bear? Or a proud maiden surrounded by deer? Or an owl flying in front of the moon? Or anything with an eagle? Or a fucking indian spear with feathers on it? Or a goddamned buffalo skull?
Yeah, those. You know what I'm talking about, right?
THEY CAN SUCK MY BALLS.
They're not cool. They're not hip. They're not indie. They're not alt. They're not funny. They're not ironic. They're not post-ironic. They're not acceptable.
They're always worn by privileged white hipster kids trying to look cool by not looking cool. The norm of non-conforming. Way to be part of a terrible trend. I hope that you feel appropriately accepted by your hipster friends. Nothing is more awesome than looking like you have zero taste and live on an Indian reservation where other privleged white people sent your ancestors to live. Good job. Maybe you should add some shutter shades to your fashion ensemble.
They are tacky. And terrible. Let me restate: THEY. ARE. FUCKING. TERRIBLE. And you should NOT wear them. 5 years from now when you're hopefully a real adult you'll look back on those clothes and want to travel back in time so you can slap yourself in the face, tear those clothes off, light them on fucking fire, and piss on the ashes.