Twisty watches the game more closely, "Darnnit, except for a few minor modification of the rules, this is darn close to that game you guys invented back in 5th grade."
The guy sitting at the corner says, ‘I don’t know how that could be, we ordered this one right out of the catalog down at Handy Hank’s."
"For specialty games," the ‘Banker’ sez while adjusting his vizor.
Ernie gets what passes as a think, "What are the odds that someone else would think up the same game as we did, write it down, and get some game company to make it."
The ‘Banker’ figures, "Whoever did it, wouldn’t make a mint, but have a steady income-stream off of the sales."
‘I’d sure like to meet the fellow who pulled that one off," Ernie says, "Couldn’t be one of us, none of us would sttop that low."
Twisty elbows me, "So what are you dong there now, kicking the dirt, and whistling ‘Row Your Boat’?"
Thinking quickly, I explain, ‘I was just thinking how we’d better let these gentlemen get on with the game, and for us to try and catch up to the Weener-Man."
"Sounds like a good plan," Twisty agrees.
One of the people watching the game points a thumb up by the barn, "i dunno if it means nothin’ but i heard some rustling in the weeping willow tree up near the hay-barn."