Since yesterdays winners are from New York and New England, all questions will be about things that are new. Place answers in comments under winners. One guess per person.
Hitler + Cowboys Loss=Hilarious
You gotta see this. Thanks, Smackdown, for sending it in. If you’ve got something funny to share tfor the website, please feel free to do so. Have a great weekend, everybody! Pics of winners will be up on Monday.
Scoreboard, Brought to you by King Obnoxious at the Black Sheep
O’NEALS
- Young, the Old and the Restless 90
- Cornbread Mafia 89
- Does the Speed Round Involve Meth? 88
- I Got Nothin’ 83
- Dork Sided 82
BARDS
- Sofa Kingdom 115
- Western Omelette 107
- Hurtin Bombs 95
- Narcotyzing Dysfunktion 92
- Obama’s Not Half Bad 86
LOCUST RENDEZVOUS
- The Jams 100
- This Is Not a Bus 96
- The Marcie Salad is People 84
- Oprah’s Book Club 80
- If She Were a Tub, I’d Caulk Her 79
BLACK SHEEP
- Duane’s Satans 91
- Fine Young Cannibals 86
- Oops I Lost My Kids Again 81
- Philly Hardcore 77
- Baron Munchausen 75
GOOD DOG
- The Axis of Evil Knieval 101
- Fort Awesome 90
- Grandma Ashlie 89
- Crusaders 84
- The double dot Fa-Chinas 80
BARDS
- Sofa Kingdom 103
- Space Toilet 2: Electric Boogaloo 92
- Hurtin Bombs 88
- Western Omelette 87
- Brokeback Mountain 2: The TO and Romo Story 76
After a week full of upsets, the universe returned to normal this week, with the favored teams winning every single quizzo. But we did have some real tight contests, and one of the biggest shootouts in recent memory at the Bards. This is Not a Bus is the first team in a long time to consistently give the Jams fits. Hopefully next week will bring some more surprises. One surprise we had this week was the guy above, the loudest, most obnoxious player we’ve probably ever had to deal with. In the opening rounds, every time his team got one right, he would holler out, “Yeah M***** F******!!!” at the top of his lungs. Fortunately, as the game progressed and his team slipped further and further behind, the yells came at longer intervals.
Philly Beer Week
I guess most of you have heard by now that Philly is hosting it’s beer week on March 7-March 16. Ginger will be by as we get closer with more details. There is talk of a quizzo event as part of it. I will keep you updated. But in the meantime, I just thought you might want to check out the specifics. I would link you to the write up by Joe Sixpack on today’s Philly.com, but I try to avoid linking to things that have little images that pop up in front of the words trying to sell you stuff. It drives me crazy. However, here’s a nice little quote about beer from Cliff Clavin:
“Well ya see, Norm, it’s like this… A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That’s why you always feel smarter after a few beers.”
Raising Arizona
It’s currently on the TV. I had forgotten how many classic lines were in this movie:
Me and Dot went in to adopt on account a’ somethin’ went wrong with my semen, and they said we had to wait five years for a healthy white baby. I said, “Healthy white baby? Five years? What else you got?” Said they got two Koreans and a negra born with his heart on the outside.
Ed McDonnough: You mean you busted out of jail.
Evelle: No, ma’am. We released ourselves on our own recognizance.
Gale: What my brother here means to say is that we felt that the institution no longer had anything to offer us.
Evelle: These blow up into funny shapes and all?
Grocer: Well no… unless round is funny.
Cellmate: …and when there was no meat, we ate fowl and when there was no fowl, we ate crawdad and when there was no crawdad to be found, we ate sand.
H.I.: You ate what?
Cellmate: We ate sand.
What’s the Most Annoying Song Ever?
This week, the wild card round was annoying songs (i’ve posted it below in written form). Now it’s your turn. What are the most annoying songs ever, the ones that get in your head and won’t get out? Post below.
1. Before becoming a one hit wonder in 2000, this artist was a member of the group Dru Hill.
2. Who originally recorded the song Macarena?
3. Who had a hit with the song Barbie Girl?
4. Who had a hit with the song Mambo Number 5?
5. Who let the Dogs Out?
6. Who had a hit with the song, It’s Raining Men?
7. What rapper recorded quite possibly the worst rap ever, Get Low?
8. Who had a hit with the song, What if God Was One of Us?
9. What song included the lines:
So I’m ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That’s right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
10. Who sang the annoying yet awesome song, Mr. Roboto?
This weeks Metro column does mention Tony! Toni! Tone!
Quizzo Bowl Update
Been getting a lot of questions lately about QB4, and rightfully so. Usually, this is around the time of year that we do it. Well, due to a number of factors (a harder time than expected working something out with World Cafe Live, spring breaks, beer festivals, weddings, etc.), we have had to push it back this year. But no big whoop. I have a date tentatively set (March 29th), but I need to make sure I can get the band here on that date. Once they give me the OK (hopefull by the start of next week), I think I can sign the paperwork and we can start moving forward. As I said before, I think I have the venue I want, and it is a freaking awesome venue, but I want to have it in writing before I go off blabbing about it too much. Just trust me, it’s going to be off the chain. Thanks for your patience. -Mgmt.
BOBBY BADTIMES IS BACK!
Hey morons. Happy Freakin’ New Year. Hope you didn’t spend your New Year acting like a steakhead in an effort to show off to 21 year old girls. Because that would be pathetic, especially for a person in their 30s. But enough holiday greetings. Let’s get down to business. First of all, sorry it’s been so long. Truth is, I been upstate. Yeah, a year or so ago I punched some dyke cop in the mouth for getting lippy with me. Note to Alycia: do not eat the macaroni in the pen. Just trust me on that one, sweetheart. Alright, here goes:
There are some people for whom simply driving a Ford F-150 King cab truck or a Hummer aren’t quite enough to show off how much of an idiot toolbag moron they are. Nope, these people need to hang rubber testicles from the truck to ensure that a) everyone knows that they are very manly and b) to ensure that they never have a date with a woman with more than 3 teeth. Well, a lawmaker in Virginia has had enough to balls to call for an end to this idiocy. In all honesty, if they gave the electric chair to every person who had a pair of these of these on their truck, I would be all in favor of it.
You know how Hillary’s shrieking about how she has tons of experience, and how Obama has almost none? Which would be a great selling point, except for the fact that she has almost no experience. But she does have a Flowbee, and it’s working wonders with her hair.
Unlike Goodtimes, I have always loved Columbus Day. See, I am a big fan of slave trading mass murderers. I am also a big fan of syphilis. And I hate Europe. So needless to say, I was extremely pleased when this story came out.
Am I the only one who would love to see Pacman Jones and Britney Spears start dating?
Leave Tony Romo alone! How dare any of you out there to make fun of Tony after all he’s been through! He lost the snap in Seattle, he choked against the Giants, he lost Carrie Underwood. He’s a human! He’s my quarterback! But all you people care about is yourselves. LEAVE HIM ALONE! You’re lucky he even played for you BASTARDS! LEAVE TONY ALONE! Pleeeease. That’s my teammate! That’s my quarterback.
Hey Tom Cruise. Thank you for saving my life following that car crash. As I laid there, on the verge of death, I thought to myself, “If only Tom Cruise were here, he’s the only one who can save me.” I wish that Onstar would stop dialing 911 when you get in a crash and just start dialing Tom Cruise. Then we’d never lose anyone in a crash.
My name is Bobby Badtimes. Beware my Wrath!
Willie Gee Discusses Drinking His Own Urine
Those of you who have followed this site for a short while know about my high school buddy Willie Gee. He’s the guy who has been fired from over 25 jobs (if you have never read this, it is required reading!), and he’s a huge fan of Michael Vick. Well, I interviewed him over my Christmas break, and here is the first part of that interview (later, he will discuss his work history in further detail). A short, 3 minute piece where he discusses drinking his own urine while in high school…and having no regrets about it.