We're having this month's book club meeting over at one of the member's houses this time and making a feast of it. We read the original Tarzan. Some of the emails during the lead up to this event have been too god not to share:
SM: "Are we serving bush meat?"
AK: "That date would be as perfect as a chimp with a pooper scooper!"
RS: "Please bring your favorite loincloth, as there will be a fight for king of the book club. If this is your first meeting, you have to fight."
ES: "At least no one should violate the first rule of Tarzan Fight Club if we're properly in character."
AK: "First rule of Tarzan Fight Club is you throw your own feces!"