Oh, yeah. Shit’s hitting the fan. All hands on deck. Stuff is going down. Elvis has left the building. I don’t exactly know what I’m attempting to express here, but something really neat-o will be happening this Friday (you know, “Fry-day, fry-day, cannot wait for Fry-day, it comes after Thursday” – yes, this is the stuff Rebecca Black is auto-tuning about). This “Fry-day” (it’s addicting, don’t judge me) Bascom Hill will be the scene, WISPIRG will be the organizers, and the overall shitty-ness of water bottles will be the plot. Bascom Hill will be decorated with some not-so-fun-facts about water bottles, and a garland of water bottles. This thing is about as big as a basilisk and two times as dangerous. It’s big, yellow eyes won’t kill you, but its carcinogens can, its contribution to global warming can. Walk on over to Bascom Hill this “Fry-day” (I’m going to stop now, for realz) and actually learn something that day. Ban the bottle!
