Wordsmoker

In an attempt for me to get some exercise and have an excuse to drink beer, I have signed up for a summer adult kickball league. That’s “adult” as in no spawn allowed—not like the “adult” where everyone runs around in ass-less chaps and nipple clamps (to my never-ending disappoint). Our first game is coming up, and we are missing a vital piece of information: a team name. We need one for when we’re booed off the field to engrave on our trophies, and so that the groupies know which team they’re supposed to be helping “get in the zone.”  I have been reading the few names suggestions provided so far, and let me tell you it is grim, folks. I know that I’m probably not dealing with rocket scientists, but still, I’m pretty sure mythical typing monkeys could put out a better product. Read the rest of this entry →