I’ve been meaning to clear something up for some time now.
It’s a little matter of nomenclature.
Every time some caveman motorist screams from his lifted truck,
or some such endearing expletive
and then screams off to the sports bar or whatever,
I never have time to make my rebuttal,
I’m not a hipster, I’m a dandy.
I can see how your feeble, just barely functioning minds
might get confused on the matter.
After all, anybody with a style,
that’s not sagging shorts and crooked caps and Metal Mulisha
and therefore fair game
for your limited intellect