the mythical kenny frazz , photo: oker

photo: oker

So the cowboys (everyone’s affectionate name for the campus security) - of course we all refused to talk, give ID, or even acknowledge the existence of these wanna-be people of authority. Especially when they power-trip on you, threaten you with vandalism charges, student discipline, and tell you to stop taking pictures and erase your camera. Extra points to Oker for sneakily ejecting his memory card onto the ground, and going through the motions of formatting his digital camera to the satisfaction of the said cowboys. Without that clever move, we wouldn’t have these beautiful pictures to accompany this article.

Because we refused to talk, but were too afraid of the dog to run, we were in a sort of stalemated position, where the cowboys had no choice but to call the cops. And of course when the boys in blue (with real police badges on the blue) did arrive, we were nothing short of saints. We explained how we were just working out, training for rock-climbing, being very safe (look at the chestfields!), and not harming anything or anyone. The police, being very friendly, professional, and understanding – simply checked our names to “see if any of us are axe-murderers” (yes, yes, the old tired axe-murderer analogy…but that’s what the cop said), told us to be safe, and move on. Cowboys, if you are reading this, there is a lesson to be learnt here…learn from the police - be friendly, don’t power trip, and you’ll get much better results.

The cops left us with one last entertaining nugget – when trying to understand what it was we were doing, one cop says excitedly, “oh like that commercial where they jump through town and end up on two separate rooftops?”. No silly…that’s Parkour, and those guys are a frickin nuisance – you’d make better use of your time chasing some of those guys around campus for awhile.

-ard

PS: Oh yeah, this was a photoshopping contest. Nobody actually climbed anything.

Contest Results:

1st place: Kenny Frazz
2nd place: ?
3rd place: ? (we were too distracted by the lesbians at the bar to add up scores)