Now, I make no qualms about being attracted to hipster chicks. They’re typically skinny. They wear tight outfits and their glasses aren’t prescription so they can’t see how hideous I actually am. Where I do make a qualm is admitting that I’ve probably fapped off to at least one or two Disney princess. And by one or two I mean five or six. Or all (even when that Princess was a frog).
So by combining Disney princesses and really cute hipster girls on the streets of New York, these broads have figured out the quickest way to make my pants feel a little tighter. Thankfully, they’re also singing a musical number in it, so at least I don’t have to rush home right away.