I nominated Lucy for captain of our kickball team, Steve seconded and other losers abstained. Motion carried. Lucy accepted.
Mac, the captain of the evil, opposite kickball team said of our voting exercise, “This is nothing like a fistfight or drinking competition. It smells of Robert’s Rules of Order or some other such democratic crap.”
Ahem.
Dear Mac,
Do you want us to show up at the games and “subjugate you like the Sumerian cities of Umma and Kish beneath the sandal-heel of the Lagashians”* or not? Hence Lucy. There is a lot more conniving strategery that goes into democracy than meets the eye. But, we aren’t here to talk about the current administration.
Sincerely,
me
Can I get your autograph, Lucy? Now that you’ve won, don’t let your next movie be Aeon Flux or, worse, Catwoman.
Kickball – it has the word “kick” in it, which I don’t like the sound of, but I’m supporting my people against the perfidy of Tulane Law and that’s that.
“a la KF, whose words break a lot of bones
Update: D is now self-proclaimed Beer Czar, Tyrant and Dictator For Life of our kickball team. Also, in a rare display of energy expenditure, he has also expressed interest in playing the game with us.