What League feels like.

Scenario:

You've always went to this little kid's birthday party, his name was Choky. (Nobody names their kid CHOKY.) But, you go to the birthday party, they serve great cake and overall a fantastic place.

You come on the kid's 3rd birthday, and you notice there are several new kids to the party.

You ignore this, and continue on, and hang out with some friends, till the cake arrives. The little kid blows the candles, and enjoys his birthday. About to cut the cake, there's that one kid.

THAT ONE KID.

YOU KNOW THAT KID.

THE KID THAT SHOVES HIS GOD DAMN ENTIRE HAND INTO THE ENTIRE KIT AND PRETENDS ITS PLAY DOUGH.

DO YOU REMEMBER THAT KID. WE ALL DO.

And god, who knows what that kid has touched.

Little kids are crying now, and now you have to come up with a decision. Eat the cake, but now it probably will taste like crap, or don't eat it at all.

(god dynamic queue sucks.)