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Hipster irony is dead but it doesn’t know it — it still stalks the land like a vampire, sucking the sweetness out of life the way vampires suck blood.

Playing the above song once a week can ward off hipster irony from your home, just as a string of garlic hung over your bed can ward off vampires.

Prepare, beware . . . of the undead!