Less To Me Than Meets The Eye
'Ready for today's questions?'
'Amy, I've keep telling you, I'm an idiot. I'm dumb.'
'You are not,' she replies earnestly ' OK, first question....'
'I don't remember agreeing to this.'
'....with what political party do we associate Karl Marx? I'll take any one of three responses.'
'Stop kidding around!' yells Amy.
'The Blefuscuans? The Denver Broncos? The Smurfs?'
'Smurfs aren't political!'
'They kind of are.'
'Moving right along,' Amy continues after a long sigh, 'when was the Spanish Civil War?'
Amy glares at me.
'1756? 1757? 1066?'
'Who was the famous martial artist father of Brandon Lee?'
'Which Shakespearean tragedy was set in Verona?'
'Revenge of the Nerds II: Nerds in Paradise.'
'WHAT IS THE PRIME INGREDIENT OF PEANUT BUTTER?'
Amy lobs a lime at my head in frustration.
May I use a lifeline Eddy?