It's true: I always thought the Republicans were responsible for my having to work two jobs. Tonight, the allure of "being a part of a historic night" led to a lack of quizmasters and therefore they had to dip into the retirement pool. Seriously? You nostalgic, moment chasing fucks are probably into scrap-booking too.
Well, with absolutely nothing to lose and four teams (three of which are capable of unconditional love when i'm drunk), I unloaded just about all of the inappropriate material I could. Let's see...I made fun of cripples, retards, dead children, Democrats, celebrities that beat women, old people, rape victims, alcoholics, poor people, suburbanites, the white half of Obama, living children, bathroom sex, blind people, lesbians, sex with horses, sex with vegetables, Harry Potter reach-arounds, madonna and not to mention, Star Trek-themed sodomy (with a police office in the room). Oh yeah, and Renee...who apparently missed me enough to forgive my comparing her impersonation of a three yeah old Jodie Foster to Grimace in a black and white film.
I missed you guys too, but if you want me back, you're probably gonna end up in hell with me. Of course if McCain announces Lieberman as his VP candidate we may already be there (I made a politico joke..hoo, hoo, ho, ha ha ha).
Okay, happenings otherwise, Ensign Camel-toe aka Curly Merkins were like a dance song in the nineties because they got up, got down , got up and all around. It's really the key to all things in life, start by getting noticed and finish strong and everyone will forget what happens in-between.

Guess who's now apparently equipped to safely give head to robots.
Well last week I warned a friend that there's a two-person team in the DTC that could whoop you six person team's ass and that is second place What Would Jesus Joker, who like the Hank Williams tune are "alone and forsaken" thanks to former teammates who want to play at other venues.

Bonus points for paying attention on round seven sorta.
So while I was disappointed to roll into Pete's and not see Whitney in a neglected prom dress a'la last week, my boy Ronnie was around laying down the sissie drinks for me (light beers and fruity margs, what-up). He held down the three spot with the Onion crew playing as the obligatory Barack reference, OMG Obama Says Knock You Out.

Taking hip-hop Barack to the future.
And well aware of their lot in life tonight, Do it Live were at least sent home with the bonus-rific book on beers so they can continue to strive in the one thing they did well tonight, drinking booze.

Thanks for coming out and joining while I pulled a Brett Farve for a night. At least it only takes a picture for me to know my best years are behind me...

That's right, now that I'm retired I wear old man hats, grow beards and I jam to the Doobie Brothers. Keep it forreals.
Who TIVO'ed Obama's Speech
Ensign Camel-toe 63
What Would Jesus Joker 57
OMG Obama Says Knock You Out 54
Do It Live 44
I'll Fight Your Kid 4