“Mr. Nye, you may now proceed with your opening position . . .”
The lanky science hunk loped to the microphone. Ecstatically the crowd—most of whom were flashing back to the sixth grade versions of themselves—chanted wildly, “BILL! BILL! BILL! BILL!”
Nye calmly, almost scientifically, raised his hand to quiet them in order to dash their faith and kill their God, but it was no use, they chanted on, “BILL! BILL! BILL!”
“What can I say?” Nye grinned back at Ham and used his brainy brain make his sh...
   
    
    
    
        Published on February 04, 2014 20:54