QUIZ RECAP
We had quite the battle royale take place this week at The Brewyard Beer Company in Burbank. While every one of our nine competing groups performed admirably, special props must go to A Case of the Mondales, Busy Filipinos and simping4henry for their three-way efforts to best each other.
The Modales emerged victorious in the end, but not before enduring numerous lead changes and successful double-or-nothing moves by the Filipinos and, of course, simpering Henry.
It was a truly glorious summer night of soft breezes and pink/blue sunset skies on the Brewyard patio. In fact, it was so heavenly that it stands in stark contrast to the departure of Brimstone, who vanished in a most disquieting way.*
Just as the game was ending, a disheveled woman with long black hair ran onto the patio and pointed straight at Brimstone, and shrieked, "That's him! Devil dog! He's a devil dog!" She said it three times, then spun around and ran out.
Brimstone stood up and snarled at the woman as she ran off, and another dog that came with Mark's Marauders - a large, well-behaved Rottweiler - started whimpering and urinated on himself.
As your intrepid quizmaster tried in vain to calm everyone down, the lights went out and several people reported seeing a winged creature - reports that it was a bat cannot be verified - fly into the room from out beyond the tree line.
Two voices pierced the pandemonium. The first was yet another shriek of "Devil Dog," followed be a second, different voice yelling, "A dingo stole my baby!" Then a loud rumbling was heard, like a growl from another world. A nether world!
Then the lights came back on, and Brimstone was gone. In the place where he'd been was nothing but chicken feathers and entrails. Who knows where Brimstone is now? Chasing butterflies, I hope.
See ya next week.
*for the full story of Brimstone, check out the recap from two weeks ago, and then last week's report. There's a photo of Brim for those who have the curiosity - and courage - to look at it!
