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August 19, 2010
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Hipsters
Please, don’t latch on to hipster jokes and stock your entire humor department with them. All this hipster shit isn’t funny anymore, just like dumb-shit ninja humor and pirate vs. ninja humor. Get creative. Telling hipster jokes and calling people hipsters is about as original as trailer trash drinking Mountain Dew and scaring cockroaches off the toilet.
