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| Wow. Carrying around a jambox is one thing, but how into yourself have you got to be to set up an entire throne for your personality and read A Clockwork Orange while smoking cigarettes (he even brought his own little pocket ashtray with lid) like you're living out some 8th-grader in detention's fantasy of what living in New York is going to be like? The bottom half of his mirror must be permanently frosted in jizz. Comments/Enlarge |
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