There’s only so much White People Picnic a species can take. Personally, I can only take only take a White People Picnic for a good 35 minutes and I start to feel the urge to play squash or some shit. Now if those picnics took place on my property, I’m liable to flip a shit. Like if I walked into my room after a hard day and saw a herd of elephants having tea around a table, I’d go big game hunting right then and there. I can’t imagine being a two ton creature and feeling disrespected. These people should count their lucky blessings for escaping this alive. Don’t forget your Brooks Brothers sweater, Chad!