Welcome to the Dragonfly cafe
Here fellas, take a book.
Uh, no thanks, Mr Macdonald. We just came in to-
To join nerds and Words? Excellent, Nick. We could use
some boys in our book club.
Maybe another time. I don’t really do books.
It’s a quick read-try it out this weekend.
Can’t, Mr. Mac, we got a futsal* tournament.
A book brawl tournament?
Futsal.
Your foot’s all permanent?
…
I heard about that thing in Ms. Hardwick’s class. You
know I’m the king of malapropisms.
Uh, o-kay.
What’s up with the bowling ball, Mr Mac?
Big game this weekend too. Got to get my match-play
mojo on.
I don’t even know what that means.
So, Coby, you want to join the book club?
Pass, Coby says, laughing. Maybe if you changed the
name to Books and Babes I might join.
Let us see what’s in your dragonfly box and we’ll join,
you say, before
The Mac starts,
get this,
rapping:
*futsal [foot-saul] noun: indoor soccer played with five players on each side. We have our last futsal tournament this week, then travel soccer club revs up.