George almost laughs. "No. They get found out." He hands Sheldon a flyer.

"That's precisely the problem, Father. The WMA is the primary governing body for competitive cowboy poetry and yodeling in Texas. If I win their junior yodeling championship, I can leverage the title to propose amendments to their judging rubric. Their current criteria overemphasize 'twang authenticity' over mathematical pitch accuracy. It's an outrage."

Missy grins. "He's still a freak."