Trivia Massacre

Last night -- as with every Tuesday night -- was trivia at Rocks. It was the first time in a while that we've had a full six, and it showed. Our team was comprised of me, Gregerson, Chandler, Christoff, and The Brothers Weeser* (minus Greg, of course). Kevin, the trivia jockey who asks all the questions, made an announcement before the game that they would not be accepting any team names revolving around Lane Bryant. While we definitely understood, this ban prevented us from using Tim's suggested name, Killer Sale at Lane Bryant. When he suggested that, we all just about died. C'est la vie. Thus, we went with Rocks Hates Free Speech. Our anger and resolve drove us to unparalleled success. Tied after five rounds, we got a 22 out of 22 in the last round, by far the best of any team, as we ended up winning by 14 points -- a Rocks trivia record, as far as we know. Out of a total of 75 points over the course of the entire game, we got a 72.5. People were giving us babies. For free. It didn't make any sense at all. Because winning trivia makes you impervious to sleep, we ended up leaving after 1 a.m.