A young couple is at my bar. I’ve seen them a few times before. They are the epitome of hipster. They are so hipster that they could be non-hipsters dresssed ironically as hipsters.
Wrap your head around that one.
The woman tells the man,
“You are a terrible public speaker. You have the same problem I do, but you’re worse. You don’t know how to talk to the bottom half.”
“I don’t want to talk to the bottom half.”