Cookouts Against Humanity
It was a casual affair. Friends. Grill. The occasional mosquito. Anticipating a playful game of Cards Against Humanity, the inside jokes began to fly early in the night. Although mostly picking up pieces of punch lines, my camera did manage to catch one through line about Christine’s British, milk-drinking colleague. Just like retelling any hilarious hand of Humanity, this story may not work beyond a “you-had-to-be-there” context.