Middle Elf: "Um, I definitely did not eat your child's soul. I was at my fantasy football league until 11 o'clock last night. It was probably my brother, Merle." Right Elf: "WTF, Chaz. You don't even belong to a fantasy football league. Look, he's way more likely to eat children's souls. I mean look at him!" Left elf: "Draw me like one of your French girls!"
My fantasy football draft setup. Built the podium for my computer, and all the team managers came up and made there picks when it was there turn. Linked my Macbook to my projector so everyone could see what was going on during the draft.