Thursday, October 13, 2011

I am forced to picnic. #IGTR

What's wrong, you may ask?  Is the world ending? Am I the last human left on earth? Did Scar just kill Mufasa?  That's not it.  I'm being forced to picnic.

One person notices a flier sitting on your lunch table and innocently picks it up.  After a moment, they read aloud: "Campus wide picnic! 5-7. Free food!  (Serveries will be closed)"  and instantly, the entire table is grumbling and complaining like they're being thrown out of their dorm room for the night and forced to sleep in a tree surrounded by rabid squirrels.

How can a picnic go so wrong?  The concept is not completely terrible: Rice students are fun people.  In theory, getting a bunch of us together with lots of food and sunshine sounds pretty good.  Don't we all like Friday afternoon tailgates?  Of course tailgates don't shut down your servery and force you to eat food like this:


Picnics require effort.

First, you have to walk from your college to Founder's Court or the IM fields.

Then you have to get your food.

And then you've got to eat it.


Thanks for the free t-shirts, though. 



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