Let's play two.
The R's need some Big Inning Mo Jo. Somebody sacrifice some chickens or something. Quick, somebody sleep with a fat chick -- we're begging you. We know you'll do it if you're a true patriot and a Royals fan.
We've got to go back to writing boring stuff for real money for the rest of the day. We've got to raise some gas money, and our prices are going up. Lots of folks won't fully realize this until the trucking companies have to start paying $6 per gallon for diesel, but we're eventually (maybe soon) going to reach a critical mass where escalating gas prices set off a chain reaction of economic destruction. We're tickling the tail of the dragon, people. (And for every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction.)
We recommend trying algae.
We also recommend that the Chiefs trade down and then draft (in rounds one, two and three) Brian Brohm, Jordy Nelson, Quentin Groves, a cornerback, and several Big Corn-Eatin Offensive Linemen.
P.S. If you want to read some other stuff we've written (in which case, there would definitely be something seriously wrong with you), here's some non-fiction and here's some fiction.
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