I won... scissors beat paper yet again!

So i flew on a jet airliner from Ontario Airport to Sacramento Airport. The lightly packed airplane was cool and sterile feeling, much like the doctors office I blogged about previously. So my buddy Luke and I got a row to ourselves myself in the isle and him at the window. The reason I am telling you this is because I won an epic paper rock scissors game. So we had the middle seat open and Luke just assumed that he got to use the tray in the middle seat. No no no this was not going to fly with me. So we argued the point to death, then kicked it like a dead horse, and came up with the compromise to "ro, sham, bo" for the tray. If this had been a movie scene there would have been a full frame shot of my "go time" face, then it would have panned to his "I'm going to win" face. Then there would have been a slow motion shot of our hands with the shape of a fist pounding on our open palms with an epic orchestra piece in the background. On the third hit Luke dropped paper, but I dropped scissors. Long story short I won the tray. I won.....