More Chicklets!
I started a club when I was about 7 years old called The Chicklets. We were really cool. Basically, I invited some friends over, gave everyone a box of Chicklets gum, and proceeded to jot some club rules down. I have no idea what those rules were anymore, but I’m sure they were something like this: “I, Tonya, am president of the Chicklets. You are not. You may play one of these boring roles that will answer to me (vp, secretary, treasurer, etc.). We will meet at my house once a week and do whatever I want to do. Any questions? End of meeting.”
No great surprise, but I think there was only one meeting. We still called ourselves a club, though. And chewed gum.