“Ladies and me, I now officially call to order the first meeting of Greenview’s Country Club for Those Screwed Over. Freya, will you please read the minutes.”
“Yes, of course your royal highness.”
James gives her a joking scowl and finally sits down and stops pacing.
“The reason for this meeting is to figure out how to commence with the plan that Party A (us) has come up with to avenge Party B (the untalented artists.)
James sits up and starts waving his hand like a little kindergartner, declaring dramatically, “I have a plan!”
“Shut up James, we all know you have a plan. We already vetoed it.”
“Well not officially…” he pouts.
Freya and I both raise our hands and say,”vetoed” in unison.
James sighs, “Fine….I think missiles would be fun though…” He then gets up and gets another banana popsicle.
“Ok, now that James is over his plan of starting Word War III during English class, shall we move on?”
“Fine, as long as there’s more popsicles.”