Piker.

James Joyner let that pollster off the hook waaaaay too easily; in my house we treat one of their calls as an opportunity to practice our improv skills. In my day I’ve:

*Start babbling mid-sentence, then just as stopped just as rapidly;

* Randomly adjusted the volume control while talking;

* pretended that the volume was fluctuating, requiring me to shout my answers and insist that the interviewer whisper to me;

* Abruptly ordered a pizza halfway through, no anchovies, double cheese;

* Given the same answer to each question;

* Answered Question #2 with the answer to #1, and going down the line;

* When asked for a number between 1 and 5, picked 3.653, then settle down for a fun discussion on what the terms ‘number’ and ‘positive integer’ mean, and why you shouldn’t use one when you mean the other;

* Asked the interviewer if he knew who wrote the screenplay for Patton (hey, he might have known);

* Answered all questions as if I were my current roleplaying game player-character;

* Answered all questions as if I were my mom;

* Answered all questions as if I were Doctor Doom;

* And picked an appropriate moment to yell “What? WHAT?!? NEVER CALL HERE AGAIN, YOU BLOODY FASCIST!!!!!” and hang up the phone.

There’s a lesson there.

(pause)

OK, granted, lessons: one is “Moe can be a real schmuck sometimes”… and the other is “Don’t trust polls”.