My wife had a hard day at work so she did what every geek girl does, she drowned her sorrows with a bag of new videogames. She bought three RPG’s, which for you non-nerds means she bought three games about guys with spikey hair who have to save the world while never sealing the deal with the love of their life.
“What no games for me?” I said.
“One of the games has an Art-deco look,” my wife offers.
I sighed. “No, I mean a game for me like say, Librarian Beach VolleyBall Tournament.”
She snorted. “That doesn’t even make sense.”
“Sure it does,” I said. “Hot sexy librarians have returned from their summer break for a new school year. But first they must determine who gets to be head librarian by engaging in a kick ass beach volleyball tournament.”
“Why would they play beach volleyball to determine who is the head librarian?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” I said. “Beach Volleyball combines fitness, bikini fashion sense, an understanding of physics as well as lots of bouncing jiggling body parts.”
She looked at me. “That sounds like fun actually.”