The above title has no significance other than its twisting of a well-known idiom into something wholly immature and vaguely dirty. I cannot justify it, but nor do I apologize for it, either. You'll just have to deal with it and maybe try to come to terms with it in some future therapy session.

Uh, did anybody else miss Heath Ledger a little less after that speed round? I know I did. What the fuck is Casanova and why am I forced to know it exists now? But, shit, dude gets a pass (get it? Because he passed) for whatever since he played the greatest character in the greatest comic book movie of all time. Oh, Christian Bale, why couldn't it have been you?

To those of you who confused Tom Waits with Fred Durst on the visual round, please note that a brand new circle is under construction as I speak, just for you, in the deepest and rapiest pit of Hell. Enjoy.

Considering they had easily the best team name of the night, Fisting is the "New Shocker" earn the (not so much) coveted first photo spot.

They're all in on the pink, completely disregarding the stink.

Hey, what a shock! A team with Julio and Tina on it comes in first place! Alert the media! Stop the presses! Take note of the wetness of water, etc!

Laser Tag Losers will die alone, surrounded by expired gift certificates to local eateries.

When Quizmasters Go Bad!
Shirking his duties at Boulder's #1 GWD venue, Harpo's resident smart-ass DeNov! wanted to see how the real nerdz do it in D-Town. Luckily, Sir Lasting Milledge did their republic proud with an-only-marginally-embarrassing second place in overtime.

This is one of those in-jokey team names that no one besides the people in on it give a shit about.

Dr Teeth and the Electric Mayhem all got pregnant last night.

Here's a bunch of crowd pictures that I took because I was lazy and didn't feel like engaging anyone for team photos.

In the Quizmaster Bible, there is a hidden rule written in invisible ink just below the fourth paragraph. Only the most senior of quizmasters have been aware of its existence up until now. This rule states that, when possible, always end your blog with a picture of pretty girls. Quizmasters take note: I risk censure and potential flogging by revealing this heretofore secret practice with you. Please, use this information wisely. Do not let my sacrifice be for naught.

I regret nothing.

Laser Tag Losers                                                 70
Sir Lasting Milledge                                             64 2nd in OT
Dr. Teeth & The Electric Mayhem                                  64
My Gastronomic Rapacity Knows No Satiety                         63
Tony Haywouldja Blow Me                                          60
Bang Sauce                                                       58
Oedipus was a Bad Ass Mother Fucker                              58
Pickles McRatface                                                57
Refutiators                                                      57
You Can Always Tell a Milford Man                                57
Triple Nerd Score                                                56
Know it Ales                                                     54
Team Tancredo                                                    54
Staff Infection                                                  53
The Abortionists                                                 53
Fisting is the "New Shocker"                                     48
Electric Dream Machine                                           46
Screwed By the Man                                               45
God Brews Pabst                                                  43
I'm Not Gay, But 5 Bucks is 5 Bucks                              43
Da Contendaz                                                     42
That'll Do Pig                                                   40
The Knights Who Say: Icky, Icky, Icky, Hapang-Zoop-Boing         40
It's Okay, She's Jewish                                          39
Yep, Where Gonna Get Evicted                                     32

Flavor Flav says "Why? Why?" (Irish Snug is a joke.)

Seriously? The vast majority of you cannot tell the difference between Flavor Flav from Public Enemy and muthafuckin' NWA? Uh, I'm not gonna sit here and call all of you huge racists or anything, but if you're getting those two mixed up then you are in need of some serious Hip Hop schooling. Also, you're all huge racists.

Yeah, both groups came up around the same time, but they were from opposite coasts for fuck's sake. They had totally different sounds, not to mention lyrical content. Plus, 911 is a Joke was the only mainstream (read MTV) crossover hit by either of the two groups, which means if you were watching MTV in 1990 you would have had that video shoved down your throat approximately 35 times every day for months straight. You guys should have totally known the difference, c'mon.

Oh, and one more thing: To the team that answered "Cop Killer" by NWA? Your failure is multiplied exponentially. Ice T is coming for your bitch asses.

This picture of Big Trouble in Little Vagina goes first because it is awesome.

Beardless Wonders. I don't know, those sideburns are coming dangerously close.

Guy Incognito on Triple Nerd Score's injured reserve list. Jesus, this picture is sadder than that one nature documentary where the mother lion is all mourning her dead cubs. Fuck, I got something in my eye.

If Dicker were writing this blog he would most likely take this opportunity to say something about how the Yankees aren't evil or something. (But fuck the Lakers, for real.) I won't do this because I stopped giving a shit about baseball when Reggie Jackson stopped playing for the Angels. (When they were still the California Angels, not their lesser Anaheim incarnation.) Instead, keeping with the topic of sports, I'll just mention how fucking legit Muhammad Ali was. "It's just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up." Get that man a Pulitzer for fuck's sake.

Pepperoni Hot

Busey

Bang Sauce took every opportunity to fuck with their newly minted (by them anyway) rivals in Triple Nerd Score with their rotating team names. These included, but were not limited to, Triple Nerd Score isn't Getting Enough Bang Sauce in Their Diet. See last week's blog for more on this.

Beardless Wonders                                           64 + Win in OT
Triple Nerd Score                                           64
Pepperoni Hot                                               62
Tossing the Cat Around                                      61
The Procrastinators                                         61
Busey                                                       60
Team Scurvy                                                 59
Big Trouble in Little Vagina                                59
Piggy Panties                                               58
Da Contendahs                                               58
And Tied For Second                                         58
And to Think … I Almost Stayed Home to                      57
          Watch Lindsey Lohan in the Prison Trap
T-Rex                                                       56
Triple Nerd Score isn't Getting                             55
          Enough Bang Sauce in Their Diet                   
OMG Bristol and Levi 4EVZ                                   55
Inadvertently Dirty                                         54
Roman                                                       53
Illusions, Michael!                                         52
Dead Inside, or Only Mildly Sprained                        52
Lindsey Got a Cavity Search                                 51
Space Monkey                                                50
Trashier Than Lindsey Lohan's Prison T^ttoo                 49
Oops, I Crapped My Pants                                    47
Fail Sauce                                                  47
Kitstine                                                    41
I'm Not Old I'm Handsome                                    36
Hot Pants                                                   24

Perennial 8th placers Bang Sauce placed an ad on the oral sex solicitation website, craigslist, looking to add some fresh blood to their secret recipe. Through the wonders of technology, I was able to "capture" the screen containing said ad, much like how the American Military were able to capture a certain bearded gentleman in the mountains of Afpakistan (or was it Pakganistan) all those years ago. Oh wait, that hasn't happened yet.

I'm rilly gud wit tekmoligee. N werds 2.

If you're a whiny little girl who "can't read that without a magnifying glass," you can put your big girl pants on and read the entire ad in all of its full-sized glory here.

The gentlepeople of Triple Nerd Score were kind enough to alert us to this fact (aka they totally tattled like your little sister when you accidentally set fire to you grandma's favorite Sunday dress. Admittedly, she was wearing it at the time, but you were confident you could get to the hose before she noticed) with the following note:

Complete with tattle-taley kid-sister-handwriting goodness.

Alas, 3rd place was not to remain theirs as the comforting embrace of 8th beckoned to them, an irresistible siren song. I have it on good authority that new alliances were forged, though, and the round of shots I was privy to post-quiz bodes well for them in the future.

What type of base does one use for Bang Sauce?

The age old question, posed again last night by our 1st place finishers, Beard v. Merkin, I fear will never be answered. Ah, fuck it, I'll answer it right now. Merkin. Case closed.

Unless, of course, it's smirkin' as well. Then I gotta go beard. Nobody likes a smug pubic wig.

Proving it's never "too soon," Frankensteinbrenner conjured up images of a reanimated Yankees chief unstoppably rampaging through the streets of the Bronx, killing fragile children while pitchfork-wielding torch enthusiasts shamble in his wake. Not much different than before he died, really.

Somewhere in Heaven, Billy Martin just got fired.*

Senor Mooseknuckle were super psyched to get 3rd at the Snug, saying that it felt like winning the Kentucky Derby, the Super Bowl, and the National Spelling Bee all rolled into one. I may or may not have just made all of that up.

Senorita Cameltoe says to say hi and wonders why you never call her.

Beard v. Merkin                                  69
Frankensteinbrenner                              68
Senor Moosknuckle                                64
Jesus & Tequila                                  63
Triple Nerd Score                                62
Oedipus was a Bad-Ass Motherfucker               61
Trees!                                           61
Bang Sauce                                       60 
Steve Holt!                                      57
Staff Infection                                  53
It's Just a Crotch                               52
The Fortress                                     51
Steinbrenners                                    49
Fourgy                                           47
Rosa Parks Didn't Call Shotgun                   45
You Must Be Irish b/c My Penis is Dublin         42
Going From Dumbass to Shithead                   40
Pho os not Equal to Phi                          39
Better Late Than Pregnant                        37
Kremise                                          29
Nailed It!                                        4

*That little bon mot comes courtesy of my friend Matt.

I don't normally read the quizzes beforehand on Tuesday nights because I like to play along in my head while Dicker reads the questions. Therefore when he read the theme for round number one as being the "movie words" round, the first thing one that popped into my head was "boom" and I was sure that Dicker would pull out the $10 word "onomatopoeic" as part of the clue. And indeed, the answer for the second question was "boom," but, alas, there was no mention of the word "onomatopoeic." Which sucks because that's been one of my favorite words since I was a kid. I mean, not only does the word itself sound cool coming out of you mouth, but its meaning is really cool, as well. Words that sound like what they are? Fucking brilliant. Boom! Pop! Hiss! Zap! Crash! Sheeeeeit, I loves me some onomatopoeia, I'm not gonna apologize.

Irish Snug staff are fucking fast ... on their feet.

Jizz Twizzler sticking in first.

Man, how fucking sadistic was that speed round on the Apostles That No One Has Heard Of? I mean, I sure that shit went over like gangbusters in SLC and Dallas but us secular blasphemers in Denver were all like "whu...?" and "huh...?" and "get fucked, Dicker!"

Small Hands Make it Look Bigger. Big hands mean you're probably with a guy in drag. Just sayin' ...

I will now give you three different pictures of our third place team, Jerry Lewis' Watermelon. If anyone asks, I'm doing this as a conceptual experiment. In reality, it's because I took three shitty pictures and I'm hoping that quantity will almost make up for quantity.

This one would have been okay were it not for the fucking stand-up menu blocking one of their faces. Fucking stand-up menus are the banes of my existence as a photographer. I fucking hate those things.

Apropos of absolutely nothing, Annie Hall and Her Vaginal Razor Blades will be the name of the punk band I never start.

The Queen's Engrish, surprisingly, has nothing at all to do with Freddie Mercury's infamous trip to Tokyo in 1974. Go figure.

If Our Name is Ever This Long Again, Then Emilio Will Just Change it to the Vaginal Discharges

And now, everyone's favorite semi-regular feature Emilio's Egotistical Narcissist Nook!

I have no idea why this happened, aside from the obvious intoxication.

She was covering up her pink eye. Which I promptly got.

Oh god, I'm the only one who can see this abomination, right? Please tell me this picture doesn't actually exist. Goddamn you, Sabra, for taking this. You heartless bitch.

Jizz Twizzler                                           67
Small Hands Make it Look Bigger                         64
Jerry Lewis' Watermelon                                 58
And Tied For Second…                                    57
The Queens Engrish                                      55
Triple Nerd Score                                       53
Picadilly Twits                                         49
Foaming Pipe Snakes                                     48
Rock Fucks                                              46
Bang Sauce                                              43
Chemical Toilet                                         43
If Your Name isn't as Long as Ours,                     43
            You Aren't Doing it Right
The Fortress                                            43
Why You Axin' Me So Many Questions?                     41
Dejected Souless Hose Beasts                            38
Johnson's Corner World's Best Rolls                     38
Betty, Veronica & Cheryl Duke it Out Over Archie        37
Caveat Hempton                                          37
Swimming With Hot Buns                                  37
Quizzed in My Pants                                     36
Staff Infection                                         35
Tacos & Burritos                                        30
You Look Like I Need a Drink                            30

I believe that was the lesson to be taken away from round one on wildly unpopular vacation destinations last night. Half of the awful places in the round were in Africa. Now, some might accuse the writer of that round *cough*Dicker*cough,cough* of possibly harboring some racist tendencies toward the Cradle of Civilization. That would be an inaccurate assumption, as there's is no "possibly" about it. The fact is that Quizmaster in Chief John Dicker is an unrepentant racist and bigot of the highest order. You want proof? Just look at the following picture:

I think Dicker's Aryan Unicorn Mascot says all that needs to be said.

In fact, I have it on good authority that something like %75 of the proceeds from Geeks Who Drink Pub Quizzes go directly into the coffers of the Committee for Radical Aryan Children's Kindergarten Education and Relocation, or CRACKER, a program that seeks to teach young, pure-as-the-driven-snow moppets about racial purity and the inevitable Race War, as well as relocating said Early Education Eichmanns out of mixed-race schools and into classrooms where Mein Führer's name can be spoken with the reverence and pride it deserves. Dicker has always been a big supporter of education.

So now, with his master plot finally revealed, the questions is, will the throngs of left-leaning hipster liberals continue to patronize an event that serves only to propagate the coming Race War? Or will they go back to whatever it was they did ironically before GWD came along to save them from their tired, smug lives to begin with?*

Titty Residue. My favorite kind of residue.

My Dick is Huge, But it’s Not Samoan

I Will Shout, I Will Fuck . . . it isn't Fixed

Best team name lately belongs to Rosa Parks Didn't Call Shotgun. I think the reason it works is that, while mildly offensive, it's got a kind of innocence to it that softens the blow.

Plus it helps that in this reenactment of the famous incident, the part of Miss Parks is played a girl whose name might as well be Lily White.

I took this second picture so that the face of homegirl with the glasses wasn't obscured like the first one. Crazy dude in the front just kept on driving the bus though.

A disgraced Triple Nerd Score went from 1st to 4th after round 8. The single fingers being held up are the place they wish they had finished in.

"Dude, that is a fucking sweet Voltron t-shirt." - Me

This seems like as good a place as any to let you all know that I'm officially over the word "vuvuzella" orwhateverthefuck and to warn you that should anyone use it in a team name it will automatically be changed to Vulvasaurus, which is infinitely funnier.

Titty Residue                                             65
My Dick is Huge But it’s Not Samoan                       64 2nd in OT
I Will Shout, I Will Fuck . . . it isn't Fixed            64
Triple Nerd Score                                         63
Cerebral Palsy … the Sexy Palsy                           60
Jesus & Tequila                                           60
Sweet Potato Fry Guy                                      60
Your Mom                                                  59
The Shitty Beatles                                        58
John Marston's Posse                                      57
Late Model Whore                                          57
The Defenestrators                                        57
Bang Sauce                                                55
Klux Like a Byrd                                          55
Disallowed Goals                                          54
Attack of the Vulvasaurus!                                53
First Slice of the Crunch                                 53
Rosa Parks Didn't Call Shotgun                            52
Our Team Stood Us Up                                      51
You Must Be Irish                                         51
Bitch3                                                    45
Oops, I Crapped My Pants                                  44
The 10th Year                                             43
Staff Infection                                           34
wp terrets                                                11

*In case you have no concept of satire, you do know that was all bullshit, right? Just wanna cover my ass in case some people who read this are a bit too literal minded.

... and Dicker was our Bulki Bartokomous with his bulk foods round. Wait, shit, does that make me Mark Linn-Baker? Cause I don't wanna be Mark Linn-Baker, please.

In other news, Triple Nerd Score with the win! These guys are here week-after-week and they're always so close. It's good to see these guys get their due and shit.

In other news, don't watch this unless you want your brain to melt all over you're fancy Dvorak Simplified Keyboard, you fucking nerds.

Triple Nerd Score sans Marcelo.

This is Don't Fuck on My Couch.

Hi, We're a Team With a Really Long Name That We're Going to Make Him Type Out and Then Say Repeatedly Throughout the Night Just to Fuck Up His Flow.

Triple Nerd Score                                           62 + OT Win 
Don't Fuck on My Couch                                      62
Tom Selleck & His Indian Wife                               60 3rd in OT
We're Sorry BP, Exxon, Shell, Chevron,                      60
           Citgo, and Even You Conoco-Phillips
Mouth Feel                                                  59
Onionlette                                                  57
Roysted                                                     53
Just the Tip to See How it Feels                            52
Foaming Pipe Snake Bringing up the Rear                     52
The Picadilly Twits                                         51
Todd & Asher Holding Hands                                  50
JARSQUATTER.COM                                             49
I'm on a M/F Boat                                           49
Off Constantly                                              44
Jerry Lewis' Watermelon                                     44
Ashevegas Allstairs                                         43
Rox on Sox                                                  42
What Do You want From Me?                                   41
Study Break                                                 40
Laverne & Shirley                                           36
A Capella Cosby                                             36
Hipster Doofus                                              35
Know                                                        34
Meljay                                                      30
Santa Fe  Monster                                           16

I feel like there's one of those mini aliens from Aliens in my body cavity right now just ready to burst through my abdominal wall and go scurrying across the floor. So, sorry, I'm not really up to this at the moment. Thankfully Tina the Bold took a bunch of good pictures last night for you to look at. So here you go:

Mouth Feel getting the feel of first place yet again.

Our heated sudden death tie-breakers Triple Nerd Score and Treaty of Ghent.

Triple Nerd takes the win!

I have no idea what bizarre sexual things are going on here with those star stickers.

Treaty of Ghent

Great team name in Jimmy Dean's Sausage is Well… Done.

BlueHorseshoeLovesHerculesMeatquake

Brazil

Quizmasters of the Universe and Tina the Bold holding down the Snug while Dicker's in far-off exotic lands.

We're Better at BINGO!

Marcelo scored the coveted HandsOff Anti-masturbatory Gum. Now maybe he'll be able to regrow some of that skin on his palm.

Team name of the night goes to Walking Talking Stephen Hawking. Can you imagine if that guy could walk and talk? He'd be like a superhero.

Mouth Feel                                                  66
The Treaty of Ghent                                         63
Triple Nerd Score                                           63
Jimmy Dean's Sausage is well… done                          61
Blue Hosehoe Loves HerculesMeatquake                        57
Brazil!                                                     52
The Fab Five                                                52
We Were Promised Lazers                                     50
We're Better at Bingo                                       46
Mean Spirited Losers                                        45
Los Diablos Borrachos                                       42
It Tastes Like… Burning!                                    40
Save Us, Kevin Costner!                                     40
Saved By The Bell                                           39
Just Us League                                              38
Walking Talking Stephen Hawking                             38
Staff Infection                                             37
If You Throw 26 Million Dollars and                        
        Your Name Behind It, They Will Come                 35
Tossing the Cat Around                                      35
Crushing Bitches Like They Are At&T Eligibility Servers     32
Jerry Lewis' Watermelon                                     31
Smiling Trouts                                              29
Kick In A Box                                               27
The Choad Brothers                                          25
Legend… Wait for it… Dary                                   23

This afternoon we kicked off the first ever Westword Music Knowcase. Six days out from the local weekly's annual Music Showcase, Geeks Who Drink concocted an all-music themed quiz to pit the city's biggest music fans against each other as well as some of Denver's most knowledgeable music entities.

As an idealistic, former music industry flunkie, I can attest to the important role music plays in so many lives. For all the fun theme quizzes we've performed over the year at Geeks, nothing touches the universality of the topic at hand today. And despite all the jokes about John Denver, jam bands or John Tesh Live at Red Rocks for that matter, Colorado has an enviable music scene supporting all us fans. From writers to record stores to music venues...they were all here to show how much they knew about music. We had folks from; Backbeat (Westword’s Music blog), Denver Post's Reverb blog, Twist and Shout Records, folks from the Gothic Theatre and Live Nation. The cream of the crop, however, proved to be local "Eliterat" The Donnybrook Writing Academy. The not so secret society of snark writers ensured victory while validating their air of bravado by pooling together some notable music-loving types (hint: check out one of our cities best music blogs).

Topics ranged from bad lyrics to the music industry, but the one topic that seemed to get a lot of attention if not jeers was local music. As some teams pointed out, almost a third of the quiz required a knowledge of local music dating back at least two decades. It was undoubtedly a difference maker and something that will likely being "softened" for future music Knowcases. Still it won't hurt to try some of it out.

The early favorites who went by several variations of the name We All Banged Pat Calhoun hailed from the Denver Post. Even with some of the Reverb heavy-hitters out of town, co-editor John Wenzel put together a team of worthy ringers that despite a good showing will be haunted by 1 point for days to come.

Coming in third was our first "laymen" team of music geeks, the Slump Busters Sing the Blues. The Slump Busters have taken a notable leave of absence from the Snug, though they couldn't say know to today. Evil Rob and Bing may be two of the greatest music minds to regularly play the quiz and their finish is that much more impressive when you realize they were rebounding from an uncharacteristic six-point round 2.

Members of Twist and Shout's staff, calling themselves Toads With Nuts likely looked across the room as one co-worker who teamed up with his usual cohorts while spanking the co-workers in a quiz manner of speaking. It was only by one point and an ill placed joker didn't help matters. Icky Pop are vets that don't make errors like that though and fared better than most with the local stuff.

So what of our host team? Westword's Backbeat played as Backstreet Zombie Fornicators and settled in at sixth place. They did some pre-quiz sparring with Donnybrook on the interwebs with Donnybrook offering up an interview with Westword Music Writer Cory Casciato that was cleverly disguised smack talking.

Before we get the rest of your mugs up here, a big thanks from Dicker and I to everyone that came out. We especially appreciate your feedback and overall excitement and look forward to making the Music Knowcase an annual fixture.

The Gang Quizzes Their Asses Off

Quizmaster Kent is no stranger to our theme quizzes after hosting several. This time he teamed up with other local music industry as a teamname that may allude to the next Geeks theme quiz

Six Geeks None the Richer were unfazed as they moved on to Jonesy's and won that quiz after losing this one

If you're into the whole live Twitter thing, guyincognito of Triple Nerd Score fame was quite entertaining in sharing what was going on at the Snug and general responses to the quiz.

Next Saturday is the Westword Music Showcase with some great live acts like Ghostland Observatory, Superchunk and Neon Indian. If you enjoyed the quiz, check out the show.

Scores

The Donnybrook Writing Academy          64
We All Banged Pat Calhoun               63
Slump Busters Sing the Blues            59
Icky Pop                                58
Toads With Nuts                         57
Backstreet Zombie Fornicators           55
The D.E.N.N.I.S. System                 54
That's What You Get When You Meet       
   A Stranger in the Alps               51
Six Geeks None the Richer               50
Pogo Dick Whistle                       49
Electric Tomahawk Bitches               48
Playdough Factory                       40
Three Times One Minus One               39
Kenny Wayne Sheepherder                 39
No Commercial Potential                 37
Premier World Wide                      33
Vixen                                   31
Panic                                   31
The Unicorn Goats                       26 
We're Just Here Fa the Happy Hour       25

I'll admit it. The Blair With Project scared the living fuck out of me when it came out. A couple of weeks after I saw it in the theater, some friends of mine and I decided to take a bunch of acid and trip our collective faces off. Everyone was having a good time, conjuring up cosmic rainbows and contemplating the various aspects of the godhead, when the prospect of maybe taking a walk through the woods came up. This, having all recently seen TBWP, was enough to send every last one of us into a crippling fear spiral. Just the thought, the mere idea, of walking through the woods at night, the prospect of the possibility that something awful might be waiting for us in those woods, that was enough to send us all cowering into various dark corners of my friend's parents' house to consider our own mortality in the face of horrible evil.

We then watched this, and everything was okay.

The moral of the story is never take acid soon after first seeing The Blair Witch Project and then propose a walk in the woods.

Back with a vengeance are the team formerly known as Jizz Blizzard now using the moniker Mouth Feel. Taken in conjunction, I feel like they're names are saying something about this team.

I don't think I've ever seen Large Marge Sent Us before or maybe they've just never won money before. If I'm wrong, tell me what an asshole I am in the comments.

Triple Nerd Score didn't have any anti-Semitic stripper pasties last night. They did, however, have what it took to score 3rd place. Seriously, if these guys get a music expert, I predict very big things.

Hey look everybody! It's Jesus & Tequila, paragons of consistency!

Eh, She is Canadian, She doesn't Count Anyhow. In most things, this would be right, Canadians shouldn't count for anything. Unfortunately, at GWD, Canadians count.

For Enough Blow, Elton John Will Do Anything. Including perform at Fat Fuck Rush Limbaugh's wedding.

Mouth Feel                                              74
Large Marge Sent Us                                     73
Triple Nerd Score                                       71
Jesus & Tequila                                         68
We Were Promised Lazers                                 67
Fangbangers                                             66
Mouth Feel My Ass                                       65
Ther Dyke Yannagitas                                    62
Eh, She is Canadian, She doesn't Count Anyhow           61
Staff Infection                                         59
Plan E                                                  58
The Picadilly Twits                                     58
Los Diablos Borrachos                                   54
Calm th Fuck Down                                       53
I'm Destroying Everything that 
       Makes Me Less Like Bruce Springsteen             53
You Must Be Irish b/c My Penis is Dublin                52
Unprotected Socks                                       50
Mary Needs Training Wheels                              48
Fuck England                                            45
Spinache Queso Dip                                      42
I'll Have a Vodka Cranberry in a Tall Glass             37
No Fluffer Required                                     36
Trex                                                    33
For Enough Blow, Elton John Will Do Anything            32
Melissa is Late For Groceries, Guys!                    30