A Somber Missive from Misha
This popped into my inbox today – getting an email from Misha is possibly to coolest thing ever!
This is your friend, Misha, writing to you with an important message.
A time comes when every generation is called to a cause greater than themselves. My grandparents and great grandparents fought in World Wars. My parents, fought to stop wars. And now, it is our turn. We must do something of lasting importance with our lives. But, in the meantime, we are going to break a world record doing a scavenger hunt.
Consider this a trial run. If we can, as a group, do something bigger than any other group in the history of groups, then when the time comes, we will know that as a group, we are capable of anything.***
Here’s the thing: We’ve already got enough participants to get a Guinness World Record. It’s done. The cat is snuggled up in the bag. Now if you choose not to participate in this scavenger hunt, you have to ask yourself, “Self, when I’m on my deathbed, what will I regret most?” Then you could answer in a sort of cathartic self-analysis, “Self, you will regret most having not participated in a world-record breaking, mind-blowingly fun game**** with Misha when you had the chance.”
Please sign up. The more people who participate, the more funnest it’s going to be. Big teams makes for bigger funner. Sign up.
Now, just to be clear, this is not a childish game.***** The stakes are huge. The entire winning team is going to be flown from wherever they live to Rome, where they will be put up in a hotel for 3 nights and taken out for spaghetti dinner by me and then flown home. If you win, but don’t want to go to Rome, you can have something equally awesome–a small stuffed mouse with your name embroidered on its back!
I want you all to be a part of this. In fact, I want each of you to find a friend and have them sign up too (you can request to be on the same team). Sign up here http://www.greatestinternationalscavengerhunttheworldhaseverseen.com. If you have questions, like “what is a scavenger hunt?” or “where do babies come from?” they may or may not be answered on the site.
I am so glad we had this time together. I will always cherish it.
*For those of you at the CIA intercepting this message, the term, “Comrade” is only meant as a term of endearment.**
**Not true. “Comrade” is actually a term designed to foster a sense of paramilitary group-mind.
***This assertion about our capability as a group has not been scientifically proven. In fact, it is an inherently unprovable assertion based on faulty logic.
****Note: If, on the contrary, you elect to participate in this event, as you lie dying you will most likely find that you regret having wasted your life playing childish games.
*****Technically, this is a childish game.
******But only if you sign up.”
I signed up on the first day. Now I’m scared for my life.
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