I still don't understand the old typewriters though. Where the fuck are they getting the ribbon from?

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch

Written by the guy who has a closet full of flannel and Carhart.


Narrator: You need something more appropriate
Paddy: Flannel. All the homeless lumberjack kids that eat there wear flannel
Narrator: They’re not homeless
Paddy: Are you sure?
Narrator: Why would homeless kids walk around with lattes?
Paddy: Because you have to get up early early to cut the trees
Narrator: They’re not lumberjacks either. They’re college students
Paddy: No Shit?
Narrator: Really
Paddy: Then how can they afford the $8.00 coffee?