It occurred to me the other day that sheep are hipsters.
Look, I’m not saying that hipsters are sheep, that would be redundant. I’m saying that sheep — those cuddly wool and cheese producing mammals — are hipsters themselves.
Here’s a handy table explaining the similarities.
Maybe these are all coincidences, you say. Maybe there’s nothing to this.
Yes, sheep hang out in Dolores Park! I rest my case.