Sloan's Bar and Grille
5850 W 25th Ave
Edgewater, CO 80214
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Just when I was about to get sentimental about “Bittersweet”, I was startled to hear a loud “HUZZAH!” from my right. Naturally it was Mr. Prose-Before-Hos himself, William Shakespeare, who uttered this. Joined in forces with Captain Not-a-Wench, their hootin’n’hollerin’ rallied us into a proper Hallowe’en Quiz.
Yowza! We had a Green Man!
Boo-yah! We had a Pop Tart Mouse and the Hamburglar!
Olé! We had two pirates—veritable mutiny on the Bounty!
Beep-boop! We had C3PO and R2D2!
And eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! You had a dead doll!
Thank you all for making this a visually entertaining Quiz. Not to neglect: our scores were also rather high, considering the amount of mirth and merriment we all put into this! Congratulations!
“That’s a Whale of a Dick” Patrick (no joke) was the winner of the Internet Bonus Prize. He promised to share sips of beer with Sydney from his brand-spanking-new Obey Your Quizmaster pint glass. I promise that everything tastes better when drinking from it. Enjoy!
1st place was maintained for the entire Quiz by Kick Ass + Chew Gum Party. They wielded the knowledge with fierce determination. It was awesome. To Be Arrrrgh! Not To Be fought for 2nd, seizing it amidst the contenders. New to Sloan’s, they certainly proved to be a force for the reckoning! Taking 3rd with laughter and smiles, Count Macque-ula actually put tooth detail into their illustration. Take a closer look… . Hot on their heels, Poopship Destroyer settled for 4th. They were followed by the sober speech enforcers of 5th place, Sally Sells Seashells by the Seashore. No big deal: I nailed it! One mere point behind them, Dr. Teeth and the Electric Beaver Burps took 6th. Again, one more mere point separated them from My Dixie Wrecked, who landed in 7th—I am certain that costumes could have helped. *ahem* At least they doubled the scores of Choke a Tiger, placing 8th. And hooray! They, in turn, scored double of 9th place, Hallow-weiners! 10th place goes to WMDs, which at least one of the places I wish G.W. had put them. Last due to a one-round appearance, These Are Not the Droids You’re Looking For demonstrated constraint and simplicity in the epic-ness of their costumes.
And how to treat the morning of All Saint’s Day (or Hallowmas, if you will)? I write a blog, while eating bacon and rocking out to soft rock from the 80s… yeah, well, I guess I can’t avoid all sentimentality.
See you all next week! And Welcome to November!