Granted. The goal of the game is now to eat the least amount of marbles. Nobody makes their hippos do anything and the game has turned into staring at unmoving plastic animals devoid of purpose. Somehow, its popularity outstrips all other sports and games. All televised sports are replaced with people staring at hippos. You find yourself in a tournament for charity. It never ends. You just stare at the hippos for what seems like eternity. What time is it? What day is it? How long has it been since the hippos hungered? Days? Weeks? Years?
Granted. The goal of the game is now to eat the least amount of marbles. Nobody makes their hippos do anything and the game has turned into staring at unmoving plastic animals devoid of purpose. Somehow, its popularity outstrips all other sports and games. All televised sports are replaced with people staring at hippos. You find yourself in a tournament for charity. It never ends. You just stare at the hippos for what seems like eternity. What time is it? What day is it? How long has it been since the hippos hungered? Days? Weeks? Years?
The sentence “how long has it been since the hippos hungered” is just incredible.