The Guys' Seminar
They all sat there with blank expressions in the circle, having nothing to say. Looking around awkwardly at one another, cautiously plucking potato chips out of the bowl, staring off into space, or drawing on the backs of hand-outs, each man awaited for what was to come next.
Hamtaro and Oxnard finally emerged from the kitchen and joined the circle.
"Okay," said Hamtaro, happily. "You all know why we're here, right?"
"No."
"Not really."
"Haven't a clue!"
He and Oxnard sweat dropped.
"Well, you know how the girls have their monthly seminar thing?"
"Yeah...?"
"You mean the one when they're out of our hair for almost the whole day?"
"Mmhm," Oxnard answered.
"Well, we decided that we're gonna start having them, too!"
"What do we do in these things?"
It was silent for a minute.
"Um... Oxy, what do we do?"
"Let's see... What do the girls do?"
"Read magazines."
"Watch chick flicks."
"Eat fat-free ice cream and complain about stupid junk," Cappy added, annoyed.
"Hmm... We can't do any of that stuff. Do you guys know of anything else?"
"Well, they talk about their feelings...!" someone replied, unsure.
"Talk about their feelings, eh? We can do that... Okay! Who's first?"
No one spoke.
"Hey, how 'bout we order a pizza and call it a day?" Stan suggested.
"I'm game," the rest hurriedly agreed, leaving the cabin.
"Good meeting, guys. I say we do it again next month!"