Not since peanut butter merged with jelly to create a monopoly over the lunchboxes of every child between kindergarten and sixth grade has a food combination caused such a ruckus.
Individually, the interns were all pretty nice guys. A little juvenile, sure, but tolerable for the most part. Put them all at a conference table in a professional setting, though, and it was like assembling lazy intern Voltron -- Each khaki-panted part sliding onto the next to create one massive jerk...