Oh, and in case you were curious: We will be running the DSO through the holiday season, so if you're not leaving town to go to Ibiza with your harem or wherever and you have no other plans, you are always welcome to come chill with your brethren & sistren at the same bat-time and bat-place. We'll be ordering pizza for everyone who shows up the next week or two, so don't load up on transfats before you get there.
Rounds were as follows:
1. On This Day
2. Audio round: the Big, the Bold, the Badass, the Beef, the Brisket, the Bratwurst, the Bellydancer, the Barium, the Barracuda, and the Beautiful (which included tracks by the Band, Barry Manilow, the Beastie Boys, Big Star, Barry White, and others. To clarify, we won't be running through the alphabet for the next 26 weeks, but I'd be lying if I said we'd not be visiting this theme again. The goal is to cover more than one kind of stylistic ground.)
3. Garys (with Gary Cherone, Gary Burghoff, Gary Gygax, Gary Bettman, Gary Dell'Abate, Gary Glitter, Gary Gilmore, and the voices of Roger Ramjet, Powdered Toast Man, and Space Ghost. Oh, and the Ambiguously Gay Duo. Of course.
4. Grays
5. Name Threes (What are the Schlong, the Ape Drape and the Missouri Compromise all examples of?)
Second week in a row with primo team names. The best name was a rare three-way argot that was topical and lurid in equal measure. I fucking love that shit.
- 1st Place: God Is My Co-Pirate
- 2nd Place: Waiting For Godot To Exhale
- 3rd Place: Transfatuals
followed by, in no particular order: - Manx_x On The Beach (who lost the third-place tiebreaker)
- The Replacements (winners of a Ricky Martin video collection)
- Catcher In The Wry (best dressed award winners)
- Percy Bysshe Shelley Winters
- Daddy, Can I Borrow Your Iraq Study Group Notes?
- Desperate Jobwise
The Go-Tards! (Not Fakin' It!)(Still Less Filling!)El Tards Del Go!- San Andreas Westfault
- (and the best team name of the night:)
Evidently, Britney Spears No Longer Supports Bush!
Comments & further heckling after the jump.
* This is a metaphor. The only needles I'm using are when I'm on the mic, busting on you beautiful people.
