We Bailed
In lieu of suffering another humiliating defeat at the hands of some wankers from DePaul, and in light of our small turnout (Germanicu$ and sexy retard again being the sole contenders), Team [insert clever Simpsons reference here] declined to participate in pub quiz last night. I was feeling under the weather, and when we learned the first category would be quesitons regarding late British footballer George Best, we knew we were sunk. Trivially speaking, Best is the Johnny Cash of European sport - I'm sure there's plenty to know about him, but it is a giant dark spot in my trivia universe.
Maybe next week. Or is book club next week? Two birds with one stone: Maybe we can trash this lame Victor Davis Hanson book at the Globe Pub.
Maybe next week. Or is book club next week? Two birds with one stone: Maybe we can trash this lame Victor Davis Hanson book at the Globe Pub.
posted by Germanicu$ at 9:03 AM
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General Sherman wouldn't have surrendered just because the odds were against him. Indeed, the unchanging nature of man seems to have changed from iron to aluminum foil last night. Or, as Pericles said at the battle of Stephanopolous...
General Sherman we ain't - more like Sherman Helmsley.
Really, we're like Sherman Helmsley???? I had no idea I was doing that well. I'm getting laid tonight!
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