Revenge of the Treat hunters
Going back to college for the sort of "Treat-Hunters" reunion, brought back old sweet memories of the college life, well not exactly old I have been away from college only for 3 years, while in college a day away from it seemed as if the day is robbed of its FUN and devoid of any frantic activities.....
First things first, Treat-Hunters was a motley group of mates formed in order to leverage every and any oppurtunity to party and gorge on the free food, drinks etc thrown away in a bash by one hapless, unreluctant person who happens to be either celebrating his first break up, the dent on his old beat up car, a lay up in the basketball game, or his unofficial zillionth birthday, imposed on him by his friends. The reason to celebrate can be as minuscule as possible or big --even better and definately silly. The matter of the fact was we never looked for any rationale to hunt our ever suspecting prey.
Treat-hunters could fall to any low to wrest their initiative, rapidly our story of loot and stashed up food spread wide into the college and every student wanted to be part of this....Since they couldnt be in the Original Fab All, they were ordered to carry on this moral movement in their respective classes without any further delay...
We thought we ll be earning our daily bread through this but alas they say "Good times(Treats!) never last", all good things must finally be laid to rest. Time rolled by we soon realised getting a free treat was last of our priorities in the final semester...
But the Treat-Hunters shared their last laugh when they treated each other Well you guessed it right we duped someone else on our reunion...
First things first, Treat-Hunters was a motley group of mates formed in order to leverage every and any oppurtunity to party and gorge on the free food, drinks etc thrown away in a bash by one hapless, unreluctant person who happens to be either celebrating his first break up, the dent on his old beat up car, a lay up in the basketball game, or his unofficial zillionth birthday, imposed on him by his friends. The reason to celebrate can be as minuscule as possible or big --even better and definately silly. The matter of the fact was we never looked for any rationale to hunt our ever suspecting prey.
Treat-hunters could fall to any low to wrest their initiative, rapidly our story of loot and stashed up food spread wide into the college and every student wanted to be part of this....Since they couldnt be in the Original Fab All, they were ordered to carry on this moral movement in their respective classes without any further delay...
We thought we ll be earning our daily bread through this but alas they say "Good times(Treats!) never last", all good things must finally be laid to rest. Time rolled by we soon realised getting a free treat was last of our priorities in the final semester...
But the Treat-Hunters shared their last laugh when they treated each other Well you guessed it right we duped someone else on our reunion...