Isleton

The guy walked up to us with a three-inch rubber dick on his face where his nose should have been. It was attached to black framed glasses with no lenses. He said that any man who didn't drink beer was gay. His shirt was an orange San Francisco Giants short-sleeve pushed out in the gut presumably by thousands of gallons of carbonated heterosexuality. The electronic fart machine attached to his belt loop made us laugh. The metal plate crotch-guard was curious, the way it flipped down to reveal his jeans. The good people I'm with on this film have evolved to calling anything subject to scorn, ridicule, or negativity; interesting. And it's a way better word for it, because it is true. Everything. Everyone. is interesting.