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So, I’m in the middle of reading “Clash of Kings.” For those of you not in the know, this is the second installment in George R.R. Martin’s “Songs of Fire and Ice” series. This sounds very serious if you didn’t know that I was listening to quasi-questionable techno and wishing I was at home with my book. That’s right, I used the “B” word – book. It smells sensuously of old paper and fantasy. YES, *that* kind of fantasy. It’s like…acceptable crack. For that reason, I find myself somewhat anxious to get home. Yet...yet...I'm being distracted by this crazy half Jewish half Mexican kid.
That's right, we had a guest appearance by some local QM celebs. I could go on for days about how talented Miss Jamie is...she's getting a degree in Domestic Goddessry. However, QM Andizzle Fo’Shizzle’s secret desire is to…be a stripper? This is what happens when you buy someone several drinks at Luscious - the truth comes out. So, someday, you may see this man working a pole in the Great White North.
Here’s the deal: Andizzle has been a QM in the area since I was an embryo. Not even true; that was 100% a lie, because he's just a wee babe as far as actual age. Hence that "I wanna be a stripper when I grow up." But he’s like a GRANDPA in the QM world. And, he apparently wants to work a pole. Hard. So, I’m gonna turn this blog into a honor blog for Andizzle before he splits town to follow his dreams of becoming the greatest dancer the state of MN has ever seen.
Andizzle hails from the booming metropolis of Aurora (which he'd like to correct to Cherry Creek, the dick), CO. He was born in 1987. That means he was technically a sperm when the rest of us were seeing TOP GUN in the theater. Yet, he takes our breath away. Not really; I mean, there's someone somewhere (his hot girlfriend) who I am sure is at a loss of breath freqently when Andizzle is around, but that comment was mostly a lie. I learned that Andizzle lost his virginity right before his 21st birthday (awe), but then he met the love of his life. We won’t go into that, because his girlfriend really is a badass who may beat the shit out of me for even mentioning it. But she’s hot, so we won’t bother her. She’d take our breath away. With her fists. But to stop Andizzle from going into the technical details of his deflowering, I'm gonna document so we can move on. You know, for posterity. And because he's sitting right next to me.
So, Andy is moving to the Great White North. Not Canada, but close. Minnesota, bitches. And that’s sad, because he’s a sexy beotch who could kick your ass at any video game. He demanded that I add that last part. I don't actually know if it's true. The only "true thing" I've said is that bit about him not getting stripped of his V-card until his 21st. Good for him. True love waits.
And, that's enough of me with the honor guard. LEGION OF DOOM were the ones who kicked ass tonight. Awesome. Many may have attempted to catch you, but none could. Thus, you reign supreme. Also, STAM-HOES - you get the best dressed award, for both last week, and this week. Check out your cute mugs in the rotating gallery of doom.
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If you were, I found a good picture of it last night.
Not sure whose ass it is but...he must work out.
One of these weeks that I sub here at Luscious we’re going to have a macaroni art contest to add to the art gallery. But then I realized giving a bunch of drunks Elmer’s glue and macaroni is probably not the wisest of decisions. Most of it would get eaten anyway, both the glue and macaroni.
My fucking internet connection here at work is dropping like crazy this morning. It’s intermittent so it feels like dialup. And by “work” I mean my mother’s basement. That got me thinking, won’t it be strange that there will be an entire generation of children who have no idea what a dialup connection is, let alone experience the agony of waiting so many minutes for animated .gifs to load on a Geocities page?
Oh god. The phone calls aren’t stopping. Unfortunately I have no control over this. I’m just a middle man. Somewhere in Fort Collins there is a fat, sweaty construction worker sitting in a backhoe holding up a mess of dirt and fiber cables. “Them tree roots shure look funny,” he says as he wipes the sweat off of his bow and takes a swig of Mountain Dew from his Bubba Keg. Adjusting himself in his seat, he farts. There is no wind today, so the smell lingers around for a few seconds. Chicken wings and hot sauce.
This is actually one of the best times to write the blog. We had quite the quiz last night! I tried to cover my ass by apologizing in advance for the ska pop song cover round (Round 2) but it was to no avail. Four teams from nailed a perfect score on it. Hot damn! That set up a long battle for first place throughout the night.
At the end, only two measly points separated our first and third place teams. You tempted me so badly with a tiebreaker. I should have pulled the trigger and changed your scores. Remember, the quiz is fixed.
Oh! If you put our winning team names together it creates a strange sentence: GO GO DANCERS FROM ZOMBIE ISLAND, I HAVE THE WEIRDEST BONER RIGHT NOW, CUNNING STUNTS.
That’s funny. I do have the weirdest boner right now.
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Let me start on a note that has nothing to do with Quiz what-so-ever. I HATE E.T. As far as I’m concerned, whatever matter E.T. is made of, be he vegetative or animal in origin, he can suck a fat donkey dick and die a horrible gagging death. I HATE E.T. Picture if you will: a family outing. A small, happy child with corn yellow hair, forced at a tender age to watch a horrifying movie featuring a vegetative lump with an extendo neck and a creepy finger, like some grey lumpy porn monster who’s inexplicably gotten the thumbs up for kids. She’s later drug screaming from the theatre, forced to relive the vision over in her dreams well into her teenage years. So, Fuck E.T., Fuck You, and Fuck Your Mom. And fuck peanut butter candies, too. And fuck that song “Juke Box Hero” – no realtion whatsoever, but I’m feeling cantankerous. Thank goodness Luscious has so many tasty alco-ma-hol treatsies, or I’d be a raving PMSing bitch right now.
During our epic TRANSVAGINAL ULTRASOUND round, it got a little rowdy. Someone yelled some shit, to which I was forced to reply “SHUT THE VAGINA ON YOUR FACE!.” The response I got from another team was “Hey, I’d pay to see that.” Touche. So, if any of you Netflix “Face Vagina” anytime soon, let me know how that goes for you, ok?
Speaking of TRANSVAGINAL ULTRASOUNDS, I witnessed a “my purse is bigger than yours” battle shortly before quiz. What can I say other than Ed WINS!!!!! He had better reading material, sorry.

On quiz haps, Christine from LEGION took the email prize; the MATERIAL SQUIRRELS nabbed just not last, and the LEGION, CODPIECES, and MY GIRLFRIEND CAN'T WRESTLE, BUT YOUSHOUD SEE HER BOX rounded out 3, 2, and 1st, respectively.
Until next time, Quizzlings!