Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for September 25, 2017

Hipsters don’t dance. They just sit on the barstool with their microbrew and complain about the world.

I almost misinterpreted “clubbing” as “playing golf” until Goat saved me the trouble.

Go, Rat, go!

Someone should do a song about hipsters in the spirit of the novelty song “Pencil Neck Geek.”

Go get ’em, Rat…

If he finds them dancing, he’ll club foot.

Hipsterism is a fad that’s gone out of vogue.

Many of them are here in Brooklyn, infesting a neighborhood called, Williamsburg.

Hippies, preppies, grunge, then what before hipsters?

What did one baby seal say to the other? “Let’s go clubbing!”

Did Beatniks precede Hipsters? Beatniks had their own clubs, dues were low, and all the coffee you could drink.

When I saw what Rat meant by “going clubbing”, I didn’t bat an eye.

First, Rat came for the Hipsters, and I did not speak out – I was not a Hipster.

Then, he came for the Broken-Hipsters…

Who didn’t see this one coming from the first sentence?

Are they attending the “Clubbing Club”?

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Bonus points if he targets those with the man buns

Is it hip to be hep, or hep to be hip..?

Go Rat and cut their ridicolous beards

Beware, hipsters! Rat’ll be the death of you!

Nothing like a little night clubbing to clear the sinuses!

Welcome to the club club!