Balderdash

I'm calling balderdash on the Scavenger Hunt. That was total horse-shit. I risked my life for two hours sitting shotgun with a blacked out Naveen who had slept for ten minutes the night before, only to get ripped off at the winners podium. Not only should we have won the gold (yes, we did hit Yerba Buena Gardens) but to not even get a bronze medal was a slap in the face. Real classy event guys. And next time you should think about inviting your roommate, I'm sure Ken feels great about himself now. Weak sauce!