If you can’t laugh at yourself, what’s the point. Plus, I dislike those who only find the misfortunes of others funny. This would namely be Faux News watchers, conservatives, bro’s who still love Adam Sandler and sadly, my mother, based upon some joke shirts I’ve sent her amongst other flops.
Not sure if this was modified with Photoshop but if it was, the artist did a good job with the lighting which is often the dead giveaway.
Now normally, in Austin you won’t find the Susies, Hipsters and Frat Boys puking on Congress Avenue (based upon the Capitol building in the background), it would be a couple blocks to the East on Sixth Street where the bars are concentrated. The artist had chose the landmark because it works better since this north-south stretch of street is usually what the world sees during stock footage of Austin. Sixth Street doesn’t really have any discernible landmarks like Philly’s Broad Street with Gino’s Cheesesteaks, NYC’s Times Square, Chicago’s Lakeshore Drive with the John Hancock or Sears Tower behind, LA’s Hollywood Boulevard with Mann’s Chinese Theater, etc.