Pride and Pretentiousness, do you know one?

We all know someone pretentious, usually in the form of a “hip” University student, whose sustenance is the WiFi in Starbucks, writing a blog about bloggers who blog about blogging, enjoyed over a steaming cup of extra foam-non-dairy-split-shot-sugar-free-caramel-swirl-minus-the-caramel-touch-of-hazelnut-put-it-in-a-venti-cup coffee, which they neglect as they harp loudly to their equally pretentious friends about¬†utilitarianism and Zeitgeist.

You know who I’m talking about, they look like they’ve stolen their Grandad’s unwanted clothes, and wear big framed glasses with no lenses so they can better see just how inferior anyone with a differing opinion to theirs is. They preach about the environment and Fairtrade then light up a Mayfair and puff about how corrupt the Government is man, it’s all a conspiracy dude, that’s why they’re an Anarchist, who also happens to like hybrid genre music like crunk-house-dub-classical, and is the only vegan so strict they think lentil soup is morally wrong.

Oh, and their parents are totally bang out of order because they won’t let them get the new Apple Wafer-thin Craptop, so just to show them up they’re going to have that massive “off-the-rails” house-party and show off their mad-DJ skills mixing vinyls from the 70’s with electro, alcohol is totally last century they’re T-Total now, but crystal meth is just fine.

 

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