Saucy Cupcakes A Panty Fiasco Make
Lest you think the fiasco had faded–NAY! In an attempt to take over the East coast, the fiasco has expanded to DC. That’s right, our nation’s capital better beware. When the time shall come that the only issue McCain and Obama agree on is the need to pass trivia legislation to ensure equitable and accessible trivia for all, you’ll know the day of the panty fiasco hath arriveth.
So the DC trivia scene, or perhaps, I should say Arlington trivia scene (though it used to be part of DC..you say tomato, I also say tomato because we agree and are cool like that), is a bit different. We’ve chosen an irish pub and with 50+ teams each night, there’s a bit more competition. Plus, most of the “make or break” questions are geared to those from bygone generations. (i.e. I really need to get my dad to join the team). But the DC fiasco hath grown in size. From what was just four in Boston, has become eight. Two teams, that’s right! two teams baby!
We’re still in our infancy–getting our feet wet, if you will. But we’ve found that “Saucy Cupcakes” has been the team name with the most luck. (We have the Beegs to thank for that one.) Anywho, Saucy Cupcakes’ biggest victory was out-scoring our sister team, Porkchops (cue the “extra gravy”).
The next date is set for August 11. In this epic battle of meat vs. sweet, who will come out on top? Will either be on top enough to score the best? Have these questions all be euphemisms for something else? Only time (and perhaps Eric’s mom) will tell…
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This week, some of the gang made it to CitySide early to ensure that we got ourselves a table. Even so, we had to wait! Man, this place fills up quick. Anyway, we put our names in at 8:00 and finally got seated at 8:29, a mere minute away from the start of trivia. (Ok, it didn’t actually start on time but it was dramatic nonetheless.) We chose our name (based on a current fiasco involving our muse who has had a few panty fiascos of her own) and were rarin’ to go.
But never fear, the fiasco will soon become a bi-city ordeal. Striking fear in the hearts of rival trivia teams in our nation’s capital as well.
had planned to invade CitySide as usual but found that there was no room for us weary travellers. They wouldn’t even let us sit on the floor. We were turned away to face our tears alone. Though I think the real reason CitySide wouldn’t accomodate us (to paraphrase Destiny’s Child) was ‘cuz I don’t think that they could handle this/our minds are too trivialicious for ya babe!
amid a bit of controversy, we managed to rise, Phoenix-like, from the ashes and rally our way into third place and secure some really nifty Miller-lite T-shirts. Many people participated in the fiasco this week. So many, in fact, that we had to split into two separate (but equally fiasco-tastic) teams—those Under Hilary’s Desk and the don’t-drop-the-soapers. We all performed well, though the Soaps took the early lead. However, come half-time, all but two of the soaps defected! 
and sitting nicely in 3rd place (especially after digging deep and rocking the “Literature” Bonus). After that, it all fell apart. It was a swift plummet from top to settling amongst the dregs. Though we didn’t finish last, I suppose we can say that much. The questions were tough and most random. But our downfall was that during the clutch questions, we’d narrowed our choices to the right one and the wrong one—and always picked the wrong option (Ahem, Clemens). Our cookie crumbled; Our Sweet went to Low; Our pie went to mud; Our brownies were blonde.
