Entertainment - by Josh Becker on Wednesday, April 1, 2009 14:44 - 10 Comments - 93 views
A shocking revelation occurred last night when it was revealed that many NYU students often go out not to enjoy company with their friends or to have a good time but rather to appear on hipster photoblog The Cobrasnake Open road download.
“I mean, I got this new V-neck at Beacon’s Closet and I wanted to show it off,” said Marissa Johnson, a sophomore in Gallatin. When asked why she was lounging outside smoking a cigarette instead of showing off her new shirt inside, she replied, “I know Mark [Hunter, aka The Cobrasnake] will need to come out for some fresh air at some point, and I just want to look ready.”
Others inside the party—located at Lit Lounge, a popular bar in Manhattan’s East Village—waited for Mark’s photographic attention as well.
“This party’s totally lame,” said Dallas Peterson, a junior, sporting a Daffy Duck baseball cap and neon-pink jeans, who was sitting with three of his friends in a booth in a darkened corner of a back room. “It’s just like, so crowded, but nobody’s doing anything.”
Peterson said he and his friends had been sitting there for about thirty minutes. Despite the plethora of satisfied revelers on the dance floor, Peterson was in the middle of explaining why everyone “was so fake” when Mr. Hunter breezed by with his camera and took a quick photo of him and his friends.
“You know it’s not so bad,” he then said. “Sometimes, you just have to give it some time.”
Later, one girl—who wished to remain anonymous—was spotted crying by the bathrooms.
“She didn’t get photographed,” her friend whispered in this reporter’s ear. “Last time she came so close—you can see her arm in this picture,” she explained, whipping our her iPhone for proof.
Between sobs, the girl told her story: “I was having a great time, you know, dancing and drinking and just letting loose…I even got this cute guy’s phone number,” she said, clutching a tear-stained scrap of looseleaf paper. “But then The Cobrasnake just walked right by me without even taking a photo of my new sneakers! This party f*cking sucks!”
Junior Josh Beckstein, an English major, said on his way out that getting photographed by The Cobrasnake was not the point of attending such parties. “It’s about having fun,” he said. “If you get your picture taken, then great, but if not, you’ll live.”
“I mean, I couldn’t stay here long, I just popped in to say hi to some friends… In fact, I was only here for thirty-three seconds.” He said he walked in, approached the bar, got his picture taken by The Cobrasnake, and then headed out.
“I was supposed to meet a couple people here but it all happened so fast,” he said. “It’s like, what’s the point of staying any longer? I’ll already be on The Cobrasnake tomorrow.”
University spokesman John Beckman was unavailable for comment.
10 Comments
Chris Kennedy
Chris Kennedy
OK nvm, you got me. I feel stupid. I stand by my statements though
This is ironic on so many levels. LOL. Nice job.
Cooper Cheatham
@Chris…Good jog Chris…
mike ross
Is the April Fool’s joke here that it’s 2006 again?
Dev I
@ Mike: HAHAHAHAHAH. teh Lolz are all around
I am commenting way late on this, but I actually laughed out loud at this, thought to myself, “This is a joke,” then thought again, “wait but this is NYU we are talking about…”
then I saw the comments! yay good one josh beckstein!
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this report seems so surreal I feel like it is almost satirical fiction.
Calling someone a hipster used to be a compliment…