It is a period of QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS. The SCAM LIKELY alliance, a ragtag squad of degenerates loosely disguised as functioning adults, has intercepted coordinates to a secret gathering known only as SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT FESTIVAL.

Armed with bags of all purposes, electrolytes, and absolutely zero impulse control, our heroes must once again answer the one call they never decline.

Intelligence reports confirm: the bass will be filthy, the tan lines will be criminal, and someone WILL lose their socks. Statistically, it's you. Someone else will lose the ability to form complete sentences around 4am. Also you.

By Saturday the camp will contain more mushrooms than a Whole Foods produce section and at least one philosopher who has discovered the meaning of life inside a K hole. He will explain it. It will take four hours. You will nod.

Your mission, should you be dumb enough to accept it: pack light, pack your favorite socks, hydrate like your life depends on it because it sort of does, and bring a little something for the group. You know exactly what we mean. Don't make it weird. Okay, make it a LITTLE weird.

Attendance is mandatory. Pants are negotiable. Your Monday plans are hereby cancelled by the Council.

THIS IS THE WAY. RSVP MEOW.