Picture this: you just got that new computer you've been drooling over. It's sleek as a panther, fast as a cheetah, and most importantly, better than all of your friends' computers. Duh. Then, as you're showing it off to everyone, some jerk pipes up and pulls out his new computer that's even sleeker and faster than yours. You realize your panther-cheetah is, in fact, a water buffalo. Bummer. So yeah, The Butter Battle Book is kind of like that except with weapons of mass destruction instead of computers.