You know what? There’s something a little joyous about Purple Bean Boy, like a certain “haha whatever” attitude about it. Look at that stick, just jammed into the corner. I like to think that whoever was working at the ice cream factory that day when this one went out, it was their last day on the job after working something like 15 years at the factory. Last day on the job at the damn ice cream factory, and they just got back from a two-hour liquid lunch, a bit hammered. Purple Bean Boy came down the conveyor belt, the guy stuck in the stick thing like he’d being doing every damn day for the last 15 years, and then right after that, he throws up two middle fingers, waving them around to everyone else on the factory floor, like “Fuck all you guys! I’m DONE! PEACE!” and walks out the door.
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