You won’t be thinking about them this weekend, but they’ve been thinking about you for months. Well, not you specifically, but you and the hordes of other Fling attendees primed to enjoy the annual festivities (shitshow). Adam Thompson and Ferrell Townsend, President and VP of SPEC respectively, have kept a secret when Lupe couldn’t, bombarded your inbox and painstakingly planned every moment of Fling. Though they're responsible for the event, their advice for the weekend is less cautious and more debauched.
Street: There are two types of people at Penn… Adam Thompson: Penn kids are either involved in 10 student groups or are not involved at all. Ferrell Townsend: The Ragers and the Non–Ragers.
Street: You’re this week’s egos. Who’s your alter–ego? AT: Mrs. Lois from Einstein. FT: The dude in the library on a Thursday night sitting by Mark’s Cafe, because I would definitely be doing the opposite.
Street: What don’t people know about you? AT: Secretly, I want to be a roadie for the next super–cultish pop icon along the lines of Ziggy Stardust. FT: I love hunting raccoons, deer and Gators.
Street: What’s the first thought you have when you wake up in the morning? AT: "Where am I and how did I get here?" FT: “Time to Wake–N–Bake.”
Street: My PennCard photo looks like I'm… AT: Really naive. (I still am.) FT: Rolling.
Street: Best Fling advice for Freshmen? AT: Fling is a marathon. Don’t try to sprint. Also, beware of the rando upperclassmen that will come by to rage in “their old room.” FT: Fling is not about reaching your limits; it’s more about finding new limits. Also, Fling is not just Friday and Saturday, it is a week–long rage fest.
Street: Best Fling pun you’ve ever heard or seen on a shirt. AT: Skulls' fling shirt last year: “Fling like there’s universal healthcare.” Honorable mention: This year one of the t–shirt submissions depicted Benjamin Franklin as Che Guevara and had the title “Viva la Fing.” FT: “Flung like a Horse.” (Picture of a horse and he is definitely fl(h)ung.)
Street: Funniest Fling story? AT: My freshman year I passed out in the ticket booth while selling concert tickets. FT: Woke up Saturday morning of my freshman fling in my bed with the mattress on top of me, an empty Wawa lemonade bottle in hand and a Crown Fried Chicken Box under me.
Street: Hardest part about planning Fling? AT: Getting students all the information they need to know. Seriously, read your emails. FT: Hardest part is everybody and their daddy sending me text messages, Facebook messages and emails the day of the show asking for the hook–up when I have told them countless times to buy their tickets early. Even people who I have never seen before ask for something. FML!
