The Internets are abuzz with news about Kari Ferrell, a/k/a the Hipster Grifter. Only “Grifter” is a little bit of a misnomer, because it doesn’t really seem like she grifted anything. Basically, she’s a chick with severe mental problems who managed to get a sort-of cool job (but really, not that cool … receptionist at Vice? It’s a free magazine! I’m pretty sure the guys in The Sting were doing better than $17,000/year.) because she’s cute. She’s the anti-Susan Boyle.

Read the whole article linked above. This is my favorite part:

It was also around November that a guy named Troy was at Union Pool, the Williamsburg bar, when the bartender passed him a note from another customer. It read, “I want to give you a hand job with my mouth,” and was signed “Korean Abdul-Jabbar.” It was, according to Troy, from Ms. Ferrell. Another time, a patron at Fabine’s, the café on Bedford Avenue in Williamsburg, said Ms. Ferrell passed him a note which read: “I want you to throw a hot dog down my hall.”

Korean Abdul-Jabbar! Kari Ferrell’s the best. Here’s another picture:

Read more about it here, here, and here. The comments are especially awesome because these are all New York-based blogs, and apparently she had tried to get every hot dog in Brooklyn into her hall at one point or another.

(Thanks, Buzzfeed!)