i made this short film based loosely on my many misadventures in the crudfish deterrence squadrons in the greater seattle area. it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. the only reason i ended up leaving was because i caught a traffic infraction while taking the exit off i5 south onto union street. what gives? all i did was run a red light... into some fellow motorists who may or may not have been breaking the rules of the road.
any allusions to individuals, points of interest, or places of business, living or dead, is accidental and/or purely coincidental. except for that sloppco cafe right by the salesforce tower. that was my favorite.
addendum: for legal reasons, the people at 'grub munch academy' have asked us to append the following disclosure:
"grub munch academy is not an accredited institution of higher education. grub munch academy and its constituents do not claim to cure, aid, or fight any disease, infection, or other harmful pathogen. per the precedent set by 'lee vs. gma alumni,' we are legally required to inform you that lead exposure at gma campus water fountains may exceed safe levels."
isn't this the saddest thing you've ever seen? the plight of these poor pogobirds? yes... please continue to feel sad, and spread the word to everyone! it is crucial that you do!