For some reason, it takes a crap ton of effort just to get our entire ISA group to gather in one place. Sometimes, we even have to lie about what time we're supposed to meet up at the square just so everyone shows up (okay, most of the time—okay, always). But in the rare instances when this dysfunctional family does manage to assemble, it's one hell of an awesome time.
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