UCSD's Very Own Clone Wars
Rants

clone_thumb.jpgI always get irritable and skittish during rush season. Something about the roving packs of aggressive sorority girls gliding across campus puts me in a primeval mindset. I'll round a corner and see 50 trust fund babies practicing pantomiming greek letters and all of a sudden the Fight or Flight instinct comes on so strong my eyes bulge.

Something that possibly resembles a photo essay after the jump, if photo essays could be assembled by autistic eight-year-olds.

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The terrifying first encounter.

 

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There's something ironic about a bunch of tarts practicing formations in the center of an old barracks courtyard.

 

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The photographer in the center was set upon and devoured the moment after this picture was taken.

 

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With the poor man's body gone, the pack sets about dividing up his electronics and other possessions.

 

Nom de Guerre, Oct 21 2004, 02:18 AM
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