I was driving by the park on Spring when I saw this long line, might as well check it out. It turns out all these poor souls are waiting for a chance to get some cheese and bread. La Crisis deepens.
It looks like a diverse crowd. And they all look so healthy, even maybe a bit wealthy. But I guess we are all suffering during this predictable economic situation.
“Yeah mom, bring all the kids and the neighbors kids too, it’s free cheese and bread!”
I don’t see the County EBT truck, maybe this is a church sponsored feeding? Hmm, I’m gonna get in line and get my stuff!
WTF?!? The line starts here, (well in the distance)..
..over this way..
..con los pobres hambrientos..
..and it wraps around the lil’ hill to finally come back towards the gate. Follow me though, I know a shortcut.
Hey, we are in the front of the line! Told you I knew a shortcut. Wait a minute, what’s with that annoying internet lingo non-english word “sammich”? Competition Heats?
What do you mean it’s 5 dollars? I’m here for the free cheese and bread, get to it! You mean to tell me all these people are PAYING for cheese and bread? For Kraft cheez and bread?
Just so they can pass out a plastic trophy? En serio? Fuck this shit! I started to yell to the crowd that they were charging at the door, that it wasn’t free cheese and bread after all, but they stayed in line, trapped like mice wanting a nibble, oblivious to the fate that will befall them. Umm, you all know it’s just cheese and bread right? And they call me crazy.
Camera crews to film a grilled cheese sandwich. Tell the world, it’s a lie! The end is nigh!
All that cheez and bread, surely the lines will be long at these doors soon enough.
Oh, oh, the fuzz. I headed home and made myself a quesadilla.