“Wait, did Solstice start on the 20th this year—or?” asked the naked cyclist as people bundled up in smartwool, puffies and rain jackets strolled by with $15 carrots from the Fremont Sunday Market.
“Once we saw the logo for the dumbest company name we’ve ever heard and the word ‘disrupt’ stitched across the back, the contest was effectively over,” said contest judge Linda Harmon.
Asked why no one outside the state of Washington cares enough about its flooded communities that just lost everything they own right before Christmas, today the nation admitted it just kinda assumed the PNW was always living underwater in some sort of giant puddle like that.
At press time, an anxious public also wondering if Bill Nye is doing fine was relieved to discover he was after being told to go fuck themselves by Bill Nye.