“Nah bro, I’m a Moby. I don’t fucking do shoes.”
After a hard day’s work, Chef-Moby winds down - as only a Moby can, with his thumb up his ass in public.
A pilgrimage is a journey or search of a great moral or spiritual significance. For Mobys, that’s Williamsburg. Mobys are often seen in the wild in the company of hipsters. When they mate, something like a mule is produced. Infertile, faster, and more intelligent than donkeys.
What’s this moby getting those flowers for hmm? Breakfast, lunch, or dinner?
I lied on my last post. I’m not sure if this is the real Moby at SXSW. Could be… or it could be a super Moby Cyborg made from parts of lesser Mobys. Just saying.