“Did I win another Grammy?”
Instagram, Bobby. Not Grammy.
“No idea what you’re talking about.”
Social media app.
“Oh, something for my watch, or hat.”
“Is Josh on it?”
“Wait, is this like Facebook? I don’t need Billy sending me more stuff about Obama.”
“My kids told me they’re called mu-muus”
“And they’re dank. ‘Dad, look at this dank meme,’ they say to me, and I got no clue what’s going on.”
No one can understand the youth.
“Who is that boy?”
Please don’t get involved in meme culture, Bobby.
“Is Instagram a Buzzfeed?”
“Is it a Tech Bro?”
It’s mostly just pictures of hot people leading expensive lives. And people’s meals.
“You can order food on it?”
No, people take pictures of their food.”
“Before or after they eat it?”
Conspicuous consumption. In both the spirit and letter of the phrase: conspicuous consumption.
“Sure. Record company thinks it’ll move a couple units, though.”
Go to it, then.
“Plus, I already got an endorsement deal with a cleansing tea company, and also with a tooth-whitener gadget.”
Welcome to Instagram.