During our weekly post-science class dinner at the pizza parlor on Wednesday I brought up how badly I beat Troy and Huck the night before at Zilch, a fun game from Troy’s childhood that makes good use of Huck’s incredible dice collection.  Then we began reminiscing how over Christmas break Troy broke all the world records for Bop It, the nerve-rackingly fun toy that requires fast thinking and reflexes.  Huck hinted that he doesn’t really play Bop It so much because Troy kind of took it over, which was kind of like me ruining Zilch because of how unbeatable I am.  I sort of laughed and said, “Sorry we’re winning at all these games, Huck!” He then put his pizza down so that he could have full use of his powerful arms and said, “Yeah, it’s like I’m trying to grow (wildly gesturing with both arms going straight upwards) but you two are like this (violently moving his arms toward the center in a crushing motion).”  And with that devastating declaration, he smiled and went back to his pizza.

I’d like to present the following napkin as evidence that sometimes Huck wins: