A New Hope

Everyone, if you could all kindly hold your croque monsieur indignation and elitism allegations for one second, allow me to present to you- Gak.

Something happened to Gak senior year that transformed his heart of insider investigations into something approaching gold. I'd like to think it had something to do with his life altering ASB trip. (You're welcome, World.) BMills thinks that he was a do gooder all along. Whatever the cause, Gak spent the year post-graduation serving the common good, keeping children off of streets, and promoting service, that sort of thing. Now, a year later, Gak's heart has turned once again. He serves a new master, a fantastico gelato company. Next month, the company is teaming up with a non-profit for a fundraiser. Gelato. Local partnership. Benefitting the needy. The Gak of yesteryear would have loved such a combination. But not so Gelato Gak.

Gelato Gak is turning his nose up at the promotional posters for the event, posters drawn by those at the community organization for this benefit. He does not approve of the pictures. Apparently, the posters depicts ice cream, not gelato.

Thanks, Gak! I'm not the most absurd person in the world now.

PS. Dear World, I kid because Gak is great. Do not send boxes of melted frozen dairy desserts to Gak's abode. It would upset his mother.