QUIZ RECAP
Despite being drugged up on tryptophan and familial tsuris, we had a solid turnout of trivia players at Hyperion Public on Monday night. Ol' Little Lebowski's were in disguise as Ancient Astronaut Theorists, taking first place and all the applause at the end of the night. Dead Weighting for Guffman were a deserving silver, not just for their knowledge but for their beautiful, shining faces as well.
For the drinking round, I asked the teams to come up with a limerick in just a few short minutes, and I would pick the winner. I like this challenge because it forces the players to think outside the trivia box for just a bit, and open up their minds to more creative pursuits. Here are the top three.
In third place, Oooo...chicken nuggets:
He's the fella who's filled with the facts
Who ladies will flock to in packs
We trust he has knowledge
Since his shirt says college
And that birthday boy is named Max
In second place, Blowie and the Hootfish:
For a while there, our prospects were stable,
We scored just as much as we're able.
Larry David did us in,
So in the chance that we win
Give our drinks to the next closest table!
And in first place was It's Still Not Maggie's Birthday, with a reference to another team's lurid name:
I'm tired of coming in 12th.
I'd like to be proud of myself!
It'd be nice to be first,
(or maybe not worst)
But at least I'm not fucking an elf!
ISNMB handily won the drinking round with a poem that was profound and profane! Congrats!