Smurban Smoutfitters

Last week when we found the non-Freaker Freaker on Urban Outfitter's website, we were a little dismayed. This was yet another example of a multinational corporation outsourcing small designer's ideas without permission or compensation.  

But then all of a sudden, an army of freak warriors came out of the internet forests and wreaked havoc upon Urban Outfitters and their predatory business practices. Our beating little hearts couldn't contain our love and thanks to all of you American heros. If you contacted Urban Outfitters and we have not already tracked you down and sent you special love-codes, please please pretty please shoot us an email...because we want to cuddle you. 

Encore Magazine did a really fantastic piece yesterday that outlines the controversy and also contains one of our favorite Freaker sentences of all time:

"Developed locally by Zac Crain, who is really Zonker Harris from Doonesbury come to life, Crain started making bottle koozies out of old sweaters (presumably the remnants from the sweaters he was tailoring for his dog, Pete)..."

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Fast forward a week, and our very own Panda Wine Koozie from Urban Outfitters came to our doorstep! (Clarification: we ordered it. It was not a mercy gift.. although that would have been beyond hilarious.) We've learned alot about how to take small businesses American-made products and make them your own.


Step 1: Make them in China.
Step 2: Charge more than the originals.



Step 3: Make them non-functional. Is this real life?



...Am I doing it right?



There we are. Perfect fit!



And then we figured out it's original purpose. Genius!



Time for the scientific analysis of compare & contrast.




The Urban Outfitter's Wine Koozie found a rightful home AT LAST!



And now a little spotlight to one of our favorite Freaker comments through the ordeal:

 

Hueman Being: "and lo, the real Freaker descended from on high. Through showers of glitter, sweat, and champagne, our Freakish Savior

has come to redeem our moistened palms and to wipe away the idolicized heathen impostors with choking clouds of awesome. 

And the people saw this, and the saw that it was good. 

And they feasted upon the lambs, and the sloths, and the breakfast cereals. 

Our Holy Freaker Elite then raised his knitted arms and said, "Yay!"

And the people commenced Freaking each other out, as it was meant to be.

And the people saw this, and the saw that it was good. 

And they feasted upon the lambs, and the sloths, and the breakfast cereals. 

Our Holy Freaker Elite then raised his knitted arms and said, "Yay!"

And the people commenced Freaking each other out, as it was meant to be."

And the people saw this, and the saw that it was good. 

And they feasted upon the lambs, and the sloths, and the breakfast cereals. 

Our Holy Freaker Elite then raised his knitted arms and said, "Yay!"

And the people commenced Freaking each other out, as it was meant to be."

And the people saw this, and the saw that it was good. 

And they feasted upon the lambs, and the sloths, and the breakfast cereals. 

Our Holy Freaker Elite then raised his knitted arms and said, "Yay!"

And the people commenced Freaking each other out, as it was meant to be."

And the people saw this, and the saw that it was good. 

And they feasted upon the lambs, and the sloths, and the breakfast cereals. 

Our Holy Freaker Elite then raised his knitted arms and said, "Yay!"

And the people commenced Freaking each other out, as it was meant to be."