Founders Gone Wild: Antarctica Edition
A bunch of Skool founders boarded a ship, Thinking, “This Antarctica thing? Easy trip.” They packed fancy jackets, took selfies with pride Then the ocean said, “Cute,” and rocked them side to side. The winds were so brutal they couldn’t depart, Half the group questioned their life from the start. Stuck in Argentina watching weather reports, While somebody stress-ate three pounds of airport snacks for sport. Then finally sailing! The dream was alive! For about forty minutes then nobody survived. Founders turned green in a terrible scene, Rich people discovering waves are mean. Laptops abandoned. No business advice. Just grown adults whispering, “Never again Christ.” One guy hugged a bucket like true love was found, Another walked sideways kissing the ground. Then Antarctica showed up all icy and grand, And somehow these maniacs still kayaked and land. Penguins stood watching like tiny black judges, Probably thinking, “Humans are idiots confirmed by hundreds.” Then came the polar plunge. Lord help us all. Nothing unites humans like terrible calls. People screamed so loud the glaciers might crack, And every single person instantly wanted back. By Jason Strickland The Art of Poetry Community Now Goose is home planning another wild fuss, Driving founders around in a giant Skool bus. At this point nobody asks “Why?” anymore… They just pack Dramamine and head for the door.