Anons, I've discovered my new favourite hobby.
Be me, Clare third-year, post exams
Nothing to do, bored out of my brain
decide to sit on Clare Cafe, and heckle the punting tours.
Someone needs to correct their dangerous misinformation
sipping on my flat white in the warm sun
Unfortunate lanky teen giving tour punt
"And next, we have Clare, which is 100 years older than Trinity"
I scream "It's actually 220 years older. We were founded in 1326. Get it right next time"
Watch his shoulders sag, his ego deflated
For the rest of the tour, they might listen to his words
But they will doubt his intention
His aura is moribund
I am winning
Don't knock it until you try it, Anons. I feel like Batman.