The Galactic Council has grown a lot in the past twenty years. When it first got started there was only my brother and a teddy bear.
The Galactic Council is commited to preserving the peace, prosperity and harmony of–well, the galaxy. How does it do this? Quite simple: by talking about random stuff.
COUNCILMAN BELTON: By order of the Galactic Council, peanut butter is hereby declared superior to all lunchmeat.
COUNCILMAN ASHLEY: Actually, I prefer chicken. You know the good kind with the little bits of seasoning?
COUNCILMAN ROSE: I like beef.
ME: I kind of don’t care.
COUNCILMAN BELTON: Peanut butter has just been declared superior!! You *have* to like peanut butter best!!!
COUNCILMAN REBECCA: I like peanut butter and jelly.
COUNCILMAN BELTON: No!! No jelly!! Just peanut butter!!!
COUNCILMAN REBECCA: But–but–
ME: Anyone want to watch Star Wars?
Generally, sessions of the Galactic Council degenerate into name-calling, like this:
COUNCILMAN ROSE: So, I saw a bird today.
ME: A bird? Cool.
COUNCILMAN BELTON: Order, Councilmen! The fate of the Universe is at stake!!
COUNCILMAN ASHLEY: The fate of the universe? Lame.
COUNCILMAN BELTON: Ashley, you don’t even know.
COUNCILMAN ASHLEY: Your MOM doesn’t even know.
COUNCILMAN ROSE: Belton’s mom is your mom.
COUNCILMAN ASHLEY: Well, your face is ugly!!
COUNCILMAN ROSE: At least *I* have a neck!!!
COUNCILMAN ASHLEY: Go die in a fire and burn!! *tries to hold back tears, but can’t* I’m not crying!! I just have allegies!! I’m allergic to…. your face!!!
The Galactic Council…saving a Universe near you!