Grasshopper discovered in food at Viking Commons
Western Washington University, where tuition climbs higher than the Sehome Hill stairs, but somehow, they’re still serving up six-legged surprises in the dining hall. Nothing says “higher education” like paying thousands just to have your salad stare back at you.
Viking Commons, proudly bringing you the crunch you never asked for—because why stop at kale when you can add a little extra protein from the phasmagorical depths of the produce bin? Meanwhile, the administration probably calls it “an immersive biology lesson.”
Honestly, what’s next? A blunderbuss of beetles in your burrito? A snollygoster of snails slithering through your spaghetti? Maybe a flapdoodle of flies in your fries? This is gobbledygook at its finest. If WWU’s dining services keep this up, students might start bringing entomologist kits to lunch instead of meal plans.
Western: where your dining experience is as befuddling as a philosophy major’s final paper and as hullaballoo as a Bellingham protest. Enjoy your gastropodian gourmet experience, Vikings—just remember to check your kale for wiggle-worthy surprises before taking a bite.
Western Washington University, where tuition climbs higher than the Sehome Hill stairs, but somehow, they’re still serving up six-legged surprises in the dining hall. Nothing says “higher education” like paying thousands just to have your salad stare back at you.
Viking Commons, proudly bringing you the crunch you never asked for—because why stop at kale when you can add a little extra protein from the phasmagorical depths of the produce bin? Meanwhile, the administration probably calls it “an immersive biology lesson.”
Honestly, what’s next? A blunderbuss of beetles in your burrito? A snollygoster of snails slithering through your spaghetti? Maybe a flapdoodle of flies in your fries? This is gobbledygook at its finest. If WWU’s dining services keep this up, students might start bringing entomologist kits to lunch instead of meal plans.
Western: where your dining experience is as befuddling as a philosophy major’s final paper and as hullaballoo as a Bellingham protest. Enjoy your gastropodian gourmet experience, Vikings—just remember to check your kale for wiggle-worthy surprises before taking a bite.