YOYOYO 200T! I welcome you to my draft pick… 80 little scaly slimy bastards!

Who? For $5 a cup, you can get four little fish to feed to the huge, black, intimidating, much-scarier-looking-than-they-really-are (and believe me – I don’t use all these adjectives at once for just anyone) bat rays at Sea World, San Diego. You can use your $100 to feed those less fortunate than you and not have to worry that they might go off and buy booze with your money.
Though inevitably, every marine-life-themed park that has a Myliobatis californica specialist (usually a bubbly, jumpy girl with a headset on and and wearing some sort of polo-and-khakis number) who will repeat and repeat the correct way to hold the fish to maximize your bat ray adventure (palm down, fish tail-down inbetween two knuckles so the rays can glide over and vacuum it up through their almost-toothless mouths) someone will always find a way to screw it up. That said, I give you: two frat boys and 1 bat ray.
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