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Trailhead Tavern
148 W Mountain Ave
Fort Collins, CO 80524
Wednesdays: 7:30 PM
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10:10 PM, September 17, 2014
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Gushing Grannies 72

Destiny's Child Molesters 70

P+D+M=SP 69

Hamburgerlers 66

Get Dem Buttz 65

Bob Lob Law 63

Open Ball Covers 63

The Narrow Urethras 60

Chalupa Batman 58

Dickens Cider 54

Suck It Trebek 51

The Mon Stars of Moron Mountain 51

Mc. Doyal Brothers 45

Gooey Splurge 44

Trebek's Erection 41

The Radness That Is Brecken


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Wednesdays, 7:30. Trailhead, bitches.
Brecken (The Radness That Is Brecken)

It's hard to be humble when you're so fucking smart...

The Radness That Is Brecken has been a quiz mistress since Aug. 2007. Yeah, that's a long fucking time. It is said the only way to stop her is to kill her, and, really, good luck with that.

When not belittleing you on a mic, Brecken is busy hating people (see her neck tattoo), and really not caring about much... except GWD, Trailhead, and beer.

To quote Arthur Balfour: "Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all."

Pet peeves include people that yawn without covering their mouth, those that say "WHAT?" instead of "Pardon?", and people that accuse Miss B of being a bad pet owner. That shit will get you punched in the mouth. Seriously. Ask anybody.

Check out her other writing misadventures at Writing As I Write. You know you want to, so stop being all douchy about it.

And please remember: much like the Wu-Tang Clan, Brecken ain't nothing to fuck with.

When I tell you to bring your friends, you listen. After a few weeks of quaint little quizzes, we were packed to the gun whales again last night. Standing room only. Never a bad thing.

I seriously don't know where you all have been hiding the past few weeks. My big fear was that there was a sporting match on that would clash with quiz, but there was only... baseball. Still. The neverending sport. That and cricket, as we learned last night. But at least baseball games don't last five freaking days at a time.

As I told you last night, there once was a strip club in Colorado Springs called Puss in Boots. I have no idea if it's still there. If anyone travels down to that hell-hole and wants to do some recon, I remember PinB being somewhere west of Citadel Mall. It has probably been condemded by now, but you never know.

Stay classy, Trailheaders. Wherever you are.

Did you know that I write more than this blog? Join the cool kids and "like" my FB page, Writing As I Write. New shit hardly every gets posted. That's why I need you to like it. Maybe then I'll be motivated.

And I make with the Twitters. Be afraid.

But don't be afraid to check out our other local quizzes! We're all really, really nice people... promise... Except Andy. He'll cut you.

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The Contest: A Seinfeld Quiz is coming on September 18th! For more info on how to win some cash and quiz about… nothing, check the event details!

Trailhead Tavern
148 W Mountain Ave
Fort Collins, CO 80524
Wednesdays: 7:30 PM
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10:42 PM, September 10, 2014
Scores
Freddie Mercury's Unitard 75

Mike Doss Looks Like a Honeybun 73

Friends with Benedicts 71

Destiny's Child Molesters 66

Butter's Bottom Bitches 63

Bob Lob Law 59

Git Dem Buttz 50

The Basketcases 48

Phat Titties 14

Soy Nuts 12

The Radness That Is Brecken


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Wednesdays, 7:30. Trailhead, bitches.
Brecken (The Radness That Is Brecken)

It's hard to be humble when you're so fucking smart...

The Radness That Is Brecken has been a quiz mistress since Aug. 2007. Yeah, that's a long fucking time. It is said the only way to stop her is to kill her, and, really, good luck with that.

When not belittleing you on a mic, Brecken is busy hating people (see her neck tattoo), and really not caring about much... except GWD, Trailhead, and beer.

To quote Arthur Balfour: "Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all."

Pet peeves include people that yawn without covering their mouth, those that say "WHAT?" instead of "Pardon?", and people that accuse Miss B of being a bad pet owner. That shit will get you punched in the mouth. Seriously. Ask anybody.

Check out her other writing misadventures at Writing As I Write. You know you want to, so stop being all douchy about it.

And please remember: much like the Wu-Tang Clan, Brecken ain't nothing to fuck with.

Okay, well, we forgot, didn't we? DIDN'T WE?!? And all it took was 13 years.

Ugh. Enough of that.

As you may have noticed, I have a bit of round/question dyslexia: Round 2, question 4? Nope! How 'bout Round 4, question 2! Much better. I have a dumb brain. Blame too much t.v. Or not enough. Hell, I don't even know which is which there.

I've had a serious problem lately: no booze, too much work. I have been so goddamn busy outside of GWD@TH that I haven't had time to touch my own dick... metaphorically speaking, of course.

APU, you peeps were great. A few new faces tonight, most notibly team Friends with Bendicts. I now hunger for delicious English muffins slathered in Hollandaise. Bring me foods next week! Of course, being a pescetarian, you can sub tomatoes or salmon for the Canadian bacon. Or, since Mike Doss Looks Like a Honeybun, you can just roll him in melted butter and we'll call it good.

(A side note for the other unseen Doss: I really don't want your man... And he looks NOTHING like a honeybun. I just really, really like butter.)

Stay classy, Trailheaders. Wherever you are.

Did you know that I write more than this blog? Join the cool kids and "like" my FB page, Writing As I Write. New shit hardly every gets posted. That's why I need you to like it. Maybe then I'll be motivated.

And I make with the Twitters. Be afraid.

But don't be afraid to check out our other local quizzes! We're all really, really nice people... promise... Except Andy. He'll cut you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Contest: A Seinfeld Quiz is coming on September 18th! For more info on how to win some cash and quiz about… nothing, check the event details!

Trailhead Tavern
148 W Mountain Ave
Fort Collins, CO 80524
Wednesdays: 7:30 PM
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10:19 PM, September 03, 2014
Scores
Onomono Don't Pee on Me 74

Michael CeraFan Club 73

Becky Farts 72

Abraham Drinkin' 67

The Sticky Bandits 58

The Man With the Horrible Smell 56

Hungry Hungry Hippogriffs 56

The Radness That Is Brecken


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Quiz Schedule
Wednesdays, 7:30. Trailhead, bitches.
Brecken (The Radness That Is Brecken)

It's hard to be humble when you're so fucking smart...

The Radness That Is Brecken has been a quiz mistress since Aug. 2007. Yeah, that's a long fucking time. It is said the only way to stop her is to kill her, and, really, good luck with that.

When not belittleing you on a mic, Brecken is busy hating people (see her neck tattoo), and really not caring about much... except GWD, Trailhead, and beer.

To quote Arthur Balfour: "Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all."

Pet peeves include people that yawn without covering their mouth, those that say "WHAT?" instead of "Pardon?", and people that accuse Miss B of being a bad pet owner. That shit will get you punched in the mouth. Seriously. Ask anybody.

Check out her other writing misadventures at Writing As I Write. You know you want to, so stop being all douchy about it.

And please remember: much like the Wu-Tang Clan, Brecken ain't nothing to fuck with.

And you know who hates Michael Cera the most? Larry of team Michael Cera Fan Club. Oh, and Larry: the movie is called Magic Magic and takes place in Chile. I was close. Let's plan a viewing party at Andy's house. He has the biggest T.V.

I have no idea how Onomono Don't Pee On Me won. I really don't. Jeremy was in tow, so that might have helped. But he (and most of the team) were drunk as fuck.

In other news, I guess I'm kind of funny! I made a joke about platform All-Stars (the shoes, people) and I got a laugh. Maybe I'm funny because my parents traveled with the carnival... I'M NOT KIDDING! You'd be funny too if your dad was billed as Chief No-Ass-A-Tall and your mom as The Sixty Five Inch Woman that Loves American Football! Did I mention my folks were part of the sideshow? No matter...

I love it when we have a small, intimate crowd of (mostly) regulars: I never have to repete questions or read the rules over, and over, and over. You all fucking rock!

And Becky: even though you're farty, I still owe you a beer or three.

I'm of to bed. Wish me luck in my endeavors in the 'morrow. If you see me next week, you will know your wishes were successful.

Lates!

Stay classy, Trailheaders. Wherever you are.

Did you know that I write more than this blog? Join the cool kids and "like" my FB page, Writing As I Write. New shit hardly every gets posted. That's why I need you to like it. Maybe then I'll be motivated.

And I make with the Twitters. Be afraid.

But don't be afraid to check out our other local quizzes! We're all really, really nice people... promise... Except Andy. He'll cut you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Contest: A Seinfeld Quiz is coming on September 18th! For more info on how to win some cash and quiz about… nothing, check the event details!


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