9 The Ballot of Hubie Cool

CHAPTER 9 THE BALLOT OF HUBIE COOL But what if I lose? To a girl? To Doris? What a bummer! I can see it now... None of my friends would ever talk to me again. No one would sit at my lunch table. I'd eat alone for the rest of my life. I couldn't ask anyone to pass the ketchup.

I wouldn't be popular-I'd be poop-ular. I'd be kicked off the baseball team and have to turn in my little league cap. I would have let down every boy in school and unborn generations of boys. I couldn't join the Boy Scouts. I'd better start campaigning.. now! WAY TO GO, HUBIE! You STINK! TRAITOR! ARF ARF

THE GIRL'S LEAGUE PLAYS TOMORROW NIGHT. YOU'RE A DISGRACE! SORRY, I CAN'T ACCEPT YOUR APPLICATION