Eye Love Cyclops

Man, I love Cyclops! He's always got his eye on the prize, if his prize is supercool. We met up again on the plane to the conference and got to talking. We really should be a team, you know? Like Burgers and Fries. Milk and Shake. Banana and Cream. And Pie. So I was thinking, what better way to be a team than actually become a team and play beach volleyball? Because with something like beach volleyball, not only do you have a exponential increase in the stud factor, but you also get to go to things like the Olympics. If anyone should go to the Olympics, it should be Cyclops, since he's Greek and all. But just so long as he's one of the only Greek mythologies there. I don't need to see Medusa playing beach volleyball. Eeesh. Come to think of it, I don't need to see Medusa playing anything. Except maybe skeleton. I gotta admit, as much as I don't like Medusa, she'd be good at skeleton. I mean, she could look at the ice, have it turn to stone, and it'd still work out okay.