The Cube has spoken

Egghead is just going to have to take our word for it that, a few minutes before his late arrival yesterday, The Cube as deployed by City Tits (we were fresh out of the customary virgins) selected his name. Nominally it was just for running the day's circle, but evidently The Cube had far more profound plans for him. Yes, when our annual erection reared its ugly head following the run, Egghead emerged as our new GM. There were a number of other new appointments as well, including Sex Sprinter as Cultural Advisor and R2D2 as Hare Raiser, plus continuing roles for Stick Insect as Hash Cash, Temporary Relief as Beer Bitch, and Beavershot as Bloggenfuhrer. I seem to have forgotten who was erected On Sex but then I always do.

So what can we expect from the Egghead II reign? His first term, all those years ago, was marked by the kindly and wise managerial style that we might have expected such a notable educator and intellectual. Well, forget about that now. After a few boozed-up, drugged-out years frequenting dubious bars and massage parlors, Egghead seems to have developed an assertive new power-mad personality. Which, most likely, is exactly what SH3 needs right now.

And meanwhile The Cube returns to its lair deep within the recesses of the Stickmobile. Some say that on a moonless night you can see its throbbing green glow from beneath the back seat. All we know is that once again it has done its job, pulling us back from the brink of chaos. Congratulations to all the new members of the Mismanagement Committee, and on-on!