Your dad used Instagr.am before you did. Back when he was beating up bush like the Muhammed Ali of sex, he had a Polaroid camera.
He aimed
He shot
The picture developed before his eyes
That shit was revolutionary, no longer did your dad have to take his dirty photos of your mom down to the pharmacy to get eye banged by the film tech who developed them fully erect. So hipster, next time you’re off making shitty iPhoneography and wondering which filter you should apply to the sun setting over San Francisco’s bay…
remember, our dad killed it in the instant game and he has a box of Polaroids he never wants you to see.
P.S. Your dad was meta as fuck too. Yes, that is a Polaroid photo of him that he then took another photo of. Your move hipsters… your move.
God damn this site is funny as hell.
