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Crotchety Old Man: "Dirty hippies! That music's destroyin' America!

Friend Horse: "Did you hear that, Friend Bear? Our music is lethal."

Friend Bear: "So that's how it's gonna go down? Not Redcoats, not the Civil War, not nukes--"

Friend Horse: "Nope, music. Terrible, horrible, scary music."

Friend Bear: "I'm shaking."

Friend Horse: "Man, if music was that bad the brass'd be launching Beatles records at the Russians."

Friend Bear: "Better Beatles records than missiles. I want them to launch Within You Without You first."

Friend Horse: "And wrap the records up with some cling film and pot brownies. To cushion the fall, of course."

Friend Bear: "Of course."

Oh, please, have you two seen Soviet-era art? They were already abusing drugs. Looks like the Kingdom of Caring's Founding Stoners have made their way to Brooklyn. I'd say "too bad they visited during the Summer of Love instead of the 21st century, evidently modern Brooklyn is hipster ground zero so the pedestrians wouldn't turn up their noses at the music."

But hipsters have horrible taste in-- well, everything, actually. Their useless college courses must include classes on how to take no pointers from the beautiful interior styles of the past, the names of the worst artists in human history,and how to do... whatever the opposite of colour coordinating is called. If I walked into someone's room and saw exposed red brickwork, mustache-printed couch pillows, and a plastic stag's head mounted next to a bunch of Picasso/Pollock "paintings," I just might have to brutally murder the occupant.

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Crotchety Old Man: "Dirty hippies! That music's destroyin' America!

Friend Horse: "Did you hear that, Friend Bear? Our music is lethal."

Friend Bear: "So that's how it's gonna go down? Not Redcoats, not the Civil War, not nukes--"

Friend Horse: "Nope, music. Terrible, horrible, scary music."

Friend Bear: "I'm shaking."

Friend Horse: "Man, if music was that bad the brass'd be launching Beatles records at the Russians."

Friend Bear: "Better Beatles records than missiles. I want them to launch Within You Without You first."

Friend Horse: "And wrap the records up with some cling film and pot brownies. To cushion the fall, of course."

Friend Bear: "Of course."

Oh, please, have you two seen Soviet-era art? They were already abusing drugs. Looks like the Kingdom of Caring's Founding Stoners have made their way to Brooklyn. I'd say "too bad they visited during the Summer of Love instead of the 21st century, evidently modern Brooklyn is hipster ground zero so the pedestrians wouldn't turn up their noses at the music."

But hipsters have horrible taste in-- well, everything, actually. Their useless college courses must include classes on how to take no pointers from the beautiful interior styles of the past, the names of the worst artists in human history,and how to do... whatever the opposite of colour coordinating is called. If I walked into someone's room and saw exposed red brickwork, mustache-printed couch pillows, and a plastic stag's head mounted next to a bunch of Picasso/Pollock "paintings," I just might have to brutally murder the occupant.