It was bad enough when some Maorized crustie would come up to you on the street rattling his beggin’ cup, and you’d be like, “I know this is going to end up in his veins, but will it be through a can of King Cobra or another stupid fucking facial tattoo?” Now the internet has happened and they’ve got their own version of MySpace called IAM (apparently MySpace’s “no perforated nutshots” policy was a bit too restrictive), where they’re not only still requesting donations, but they’ve got the gall to lay out a “wishlist” right below with the exact $300 set of diamond nose spacers they plan to blow your money on. At least sitting under some scaffolding with their dog or hoisting a bladeless squeegee made it seem like they had it sort of hard.
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