Siiiiigh. Look at this:
Kids, don’t do drugs. Just don’t do them. If you do, you’ll end up like this: Probably covered in Vincent Gallo’s ball sweat, thinking your bra is a shirt, having stolen a small boy’s school blazer, sporting a pair of your mom’s “in the garden” jeans (pegged!), and running around in the middle of nowhere imitating birds and generally being insufferable. In short: you’ll have lost your fool-ass mind and will look like a zombie hooker scarecrow. This has been a public service announcement from Urban Outfitters. Buy our shit so you, too can look like you barely made it out of the trailor park alive.