Nice to know that you’ll support the whining of Vampire Weekend.

Is it weird to know the precise location as to where all these pictures were taken?

why would you show this to me on a friday morning….i’m so thirsty

of tailgaiting after 24. And that’s all that really matters.

Please, if you ever find another site like this, don’t ever introduce me to it (go ahead, but I’ll hate myself for the rest of the day for not being able to look away from the fucking train wreck madness).
That site is everything that’s wrong with modern society. It’s the internet version of shopping at Hot Topic. “I’m different because I think the same way that all other ‘different’ people think.” I love that he questions if things were easier for indy bands five years ago, making the argument that today’s indy is better and more competative. Maybe the only difference is that the writer isn’t 13 years old anymore, and is now old enough to discern between musical styles. No, no, music has made a quantum leap. That must be it.
By the way, when did hipsters become rich assholes? I’ve always thought of hipsters as, like, Dobie Gillis or the characters from the book Generation X (you know, poor assholes… or at least poor).

Jacobi, kudos. Matching that “writing style” must have been hard. You probably had to hit yourself in the head repeatedly with an iPad, while drinking the trendiest form of martini until you could blow your reduced IQ on a breathalizer. Wow. That site is rediculous. Meme dropping, meme meme meme meme meme. I’m starting to feel old, because that site convinced me that anyone under 20 years old automatically sucks (I blame them for all of the snarky, stupid trends since the mid-90s).
AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggg!!!

Where the ’pants :

If you’re under 15, you’re probably so busy texting and looking bored that you don’t even realize you’re at a tailgate.

If you’re between 15-20, you stand about a 15% chance of getting someone, perhaps even yourself, accused of statutory rape, if you drink too much. So be careful out there.

If you’re over 20, you can’t get so drunk that you pee your pants.

If you’re over 25, you can’t put your arms around the person next to you and sing “American Pie.” If you’re male, you can never do this.

If you’re over 30, you can’t do a beer bong, unless you’re The Distinguished Senator From Massachusetts.

If you’re over 35, you can’t wear a numbered jersey.

If you’re over 40, you can get drunk, but you cannot appear drunk.

If you’re over 45, you are allowed sushi at your tailgate as long as you give most of it away to people who can’t afford it. If you are under 45, you are a pretentious douchebag if you have sushi at your tailgate.

If you’re over 50, you are allowed to tailgate only if you remain in the front seat of the car while trying to tune in a Fox Radio station.

If you’re over 55, you nap in the back of the truck or van until it’s time to go to your (Club)seat.

If you’re over 60, you’re in the wrong place. Go home, make sure you’ve taken all of your pills at the right time, and see what you’re allowed to eat before your colonoscopy Monday morning.

If you’re over 65, you’re not even remotely aware that BHGP exists, so fuck you for no particular reason.

If you’re over 70, not only are you allowed to pee your pants but you may also shit your pants if you drink to much, or even if you’re not drinking at all.

Them’s the rules—hey, I didn’t make ’em up, I only ENFORCE them!

You’re over 40, you go to the magic bus to have a few. And all you can think the whole time you’re there is, If I ever catch one of my daughters doing that I will ground her until she reaches menopause?

Are you saying that sushi is being served from tailgates at Iowa? If so, what in the name of IBP is going on?? Stanford, Cal, maybe even jNW or Michigan I might understand. It better not be happening at Kinnick. If it is, I expect, I demand, that game-goers inflict harassment and ridicule upon such people. Now, pardon me while I soak my brats in beer.